Alone in my world so far away,

I go there for solace to gently stay.

To think happy thoughts, to relax and unwind,

To search buried treasures in the recesses of the mind.

Deep in the darkness of mortal insanity,

I give thanks to life and all humanity.

For without that experience I cannot find,

My anthem, my beauty My Magic in the Mind.

For thats the place I weigh pros and cons,

To live in happiness where love adorns.

To create a perfect world with no fear,

To live in harmony without a tear.

I live through thinking about the essence of life,

The meaning of happiness through pain and strife.

To seek and find the justice of all actions,

To realise and incorporate all the reactions.

For I am but a thinking mind,

Searching for a pearl thats a rare kind.

To share my experiences with the world,

With the gift of a pen it is unfurled.

For in reality I do hide away,

To observe and learn from far away.

For I have in this world, a task, a mission,

To help mortals think and ask remission.

For this world to me is but my stage,

Where in this dance I do engage.

The dance of passion, the dance of strife,

The dance of happiness, the way of life.

For We are dancers who come and go,

But in this world the dance lives so.

May my words be part of the song,

That streams in sequence all day long.

For I am an instrument fashioned in love,

Gifted and blended by the one Above.

For what I write is planted in my mind,

To flow through my hand when time I find.

Many ask me why am I this way,

I say I’m different  and hide away.

I rarely open up to say much,

But there are hearts my words do touch.

For I am human with the sense of touch,

I mortally live and hurt just as much.

I cut and bleed like anyone else,

Emotion and despair within me dwells.

For I look at this world with the eyes of a child,

To view it with innocence so meek and mild.

For that is when you see things and gasp in awe,

With purity and innocence without a flaw.

For everything around, to me does talk,

Its feelings its emotion within me lock.

For I become one with the Universe,

Thats how I to you write and converse.

I speak their language, their soul, their mind,

I tap their emotion, their feelings to find.

For that is how I express them that way,

To give you the feeling I am what I say.

For becoming the object is the greatest part,

To make you feel it is my hidden art. 

For that is what is Creativity,

To help you feel that relativity.

How you interpret it is but your choice,

My experience is hidden from your eyes.

For how I know, I may never tell,

But I do show what within me does dwell.

I trust and love and very close to two,

If you do read, you will know its you.

For I share with those whom I trust and love,

If you are one, you’re a gift from Above.

For to the world I share my breast,

Part of the story to which I’m blest.

But there is one whom I fully trust,

I love you dear one with all my heart.

Cry not when you read these lines,

Open your eyes you’ll see the signs.

For the rest of you I give you the part,

The one of experience that touches your heart.

For I do have an abyss of insanity,

For the pain caused by vile humanity.

For the tears I shed, I never tell,

But planting forgiveness is how I sell.

In my crowned emblem there are seven stars,

The seven special things in my world that towers.

The three on my left are my loved mentors of the world,

The four on my right my mortal reality unfurled.

The crown on my emblem is the blessed one Above

The power of Creativity, the embodiment of Love.

The black is the unknown of my Universe,

The white in my letter a pure converse.

These are few things that make me tick,

My heart, my loves, my life the pens flick.

For Creativity is but being the great voice,

The unheard speaker voicing your device.  

For one day I know I will be gone,

May my written words so live on.

As a tribute to Nature and Creativity,

The anthem to my mind, my reverred nativity.

By Anisha Achankunju (C) 4th October 2010