Anthology of Akshita's Thoughts

I have written a thousand poems
For people around me
All but one
Have never written a poem for
Myself
It’s not because I don’t want to
But because I really don’t know how to
Or perhaps because I never thought to
But now I am trying
And yet I don’t know how to fill that page up
I think I know myself well enough
But all that comes to me
Are mere lines and not
Beautiful expressions and metaphors
That I used for others
Yet, I’ll still tattoo that page with ink
As I have written poems
For everyone I love
And I don’t want to be excluded
From that list