#TellYourDifference

I used to draw passionately 

But it never enough

I look up and wonder

What makes me different than the other

Is there anything particular?

I mumble and jumble all the answer 

Until I found something old covered in dust

I spent most of my days doing hazy

On my typewriter

The sound of the type bars pushing hard to the paper

Almost set me at complete peace

I only begin with hesitancy

End up devoted to create more

Yet petrified for it to be seen

People may cherish

If not take it undervalue

In two minds I reflect on 

Whether I put it on a show

Or hide it on my shelf 

As the time goes

I become fearless

To unravel their perceptions

Of this thing I called art

It turns out miraculously better than I imagine

Not about the critics

But the daring of being extraordinary

- Nadia.