HOW I DISCOVERED POETRY Once in a solitude, I heard the utterance, Of the diary's blank pages. That white canvas spoke to me, The fable of delight, The ballad of life. That day, the cosmos seemed, a bit more magnificent, a bit more delicate. An emptiness was crowded with fascinations, Pleased with paradox, A vision beyond the existence, engrossed. My entirety converged over the rectos and versos, Portraying a life, untouched, A voice, unheard. A time when I live with me, the pen and the diary, That's, my poetry's discovery. That happens every day, sometimes known to the world, and sometimes not. #napowrimo #howidiscoveredpoetry #18/30 #yqbaba #yqdiary #yqdada