Born to be reticent,
Having no flocks to goof with,
Cribbed to my home,
Daydreaming is my zone.
Sketching out personae,
I am the company of myself.
With my mouth sealed shut,
I roam my world.
I opened my eyes and looked at the world—
My thoughts are different from most.
Why can't I express?
Because I can't communicate with most.
Let the pen be my mouth,
And the words be my thoughts,
Bleeding on my paper.
I am a Poet.
About the Creator
Anu's Quill
I’m just an existential wanderer who happened to stumble into poetry. I think about writing more than I actually write—not the best poet, but trying to get better, word by word, as I share my thoughts and voice.
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Expert insights and opinions
Arguments were carefully researched and presented
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Keep reading
More stories from Anu's Quill and writers in Poets and other communities.
the magic of kindness
Homelessness is hard But one act of kindness can Thaw even concrete —————— The older I get, the more I become very well aware of the privilege that I grew up with. There is no greater privilege than to have a roof over your head and food on the table every night when you come home from school or work. It might seem as though it’s a given or something everyone has when you’re young and naive, sheltered from some of the more harsh realities. But the older I’ve become, the more I realize just how singularly lucky I am. I might not have the means to eradicate homelessness, but I certainly recognize how lucky I am to occasionally have “extra,” and I will do as much as I can for as long as I can to give to those who may be in need, as encouraged by my kind and ever generous parents.
By Mikayla Rose5 days ago in Poets
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith4 days ago in Humor
Comments (2)
Wonderful thoughts ✨
I loved your poem. I mean a few words in each line; but expressed your entire life — You being an introvert and being a best-self company to yourself. The way to speak through your pen is something extraordinary! "Daydreaming is my zone" I loved this one, expresses your free-style and goofy solitude 😃✨