For many days, I have wondered what do I say?
Is there anything useful, in knowing of me this way?
Just a visiting card, this space does seem to be,
How can you know, just by this, all about me?
I have a million thoughts, racing through my mind,
So many emotions, difficult to capture I do find,
A writer’s journey, in the quest of dreams, desire,
Straight from the heart, scars that burn like a fire.
Read my rhymes, dear friend, to know my heart,
I place my mind in poetry, a really subtle art.
Cast your minds on my work,
Just forget about li’l ol’ me,
I’m just an amateur writer,
Nothing much more to see.
With my trusted quill & ink,
I fill the voids my mind shows,
Balancing my thoughts, like
Thorns that complete a rose.
The poet amateur, that’s me,
Wandering on paths unknown,
In infinite lanes of my mind,
Where I always walk alone.
Ten years I have been in Blogsville, and over the time, my friends have christened me with nicknames. I’m Vinay, but having written under a pen-name for a long time, they call me by that name — Leo, so I’m Vinay Leo R.
I write a lot of poetry.. forms or free verse. I even dab my hand in inks of fiction and long series stories at times! I reside wherever inspiration holds its court, where the thoughts flow like the river goes over each stone.
I’m no professional in writing, still a student at heart, learning and becoming better as time passes. I may have a lot of writes, but yes, I’m still the amateur poet, wanting to better myself. Poetry is what keeps me going when I want to say I give up.! I rhyme without reason, because my love for writing is unconditional. To me, writing is an art that I’m trying to perfect.
It wasn’t my first choice actually, blogging.. I was brought to this beautiful world by a friend, and I’ve not looked back since.