Story of a storyteller
A Poem
I am a storyteller,
Weaving tales of love.
Gathering personalities,
I weave characters.
Gathering feelings,
I weave emotions.
Gathering colours and landscapes,
I create a new world.
Characters visit the world of fiction.
They meet,
And they fall in love.
They immortalize,
A once-forgotten fantasy.
I am a storyteller,
Living in a world of fantasies,
Through the words on the screen,
And the ink on paper.
I create a hundred lives,
And bid them adieu,
When their time is up.
I may be a creator,
But as time passes,
My characters create me.
Now and then,
I lose myself.
Am I a version of the character?
Or is the character a version of me?
I live a thousand lives
And I die a hundred times.
I fall in love every monsoon.
I am hurt every winter
And I reunite with my lover every summer.
My role changes,
My story changes,
And as do my circumstances,
Every year.
I live a hundred lives
In one lifetime.
I am a storyteller.
