This Is Me

Sharda Mishra posted under Poetry

A daughter, sister, wife, and more,  Born in India, American calls,  Two girls, my joy, software’s my trade,  In code I speak, in words I feel.  Introverted, yet emotions take a toll,  Writing's the path to a soul's clean slate,  Empathy's tide, a ceaseless glow,  Love for family, core's deep beat,  Cooking's my art, travel fills my heart, With family close, life is a brilliant floor,  A creative mind, outdoors my stage,  Photography's lens, my truth to choose.  I've never been swayed, by the clamor of Glamour,  In society's maze, I remain bold,  A thinker, lover, dreamer's bearing,  My life's a complex, intricate dance. My towering peak Mother's loss, a wound still sore,  A life unbound by time or place,  Unfitted for today's razmataz,  I walk my path, following my own rhythm.      Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!