Always Dared

I thought of creating something new As mind was upset with little place for few Ideas to let in and invade vacant place I had applied break for their chase The poet does not meant to write everyday And receive brickbats or praises each day Many may exclaim with “wows” and many with open spears I hardly breathe peacefully and certainly fear “No, no, you should always try to write” The inner voice forced me something new to delight Offer great version presented before I accepted the challenge and began to explore I thought of becoming small kid Who was shy boy and had no lead Just torn shirt on body and not much to cover But had kind parents to offer shelter Mother just surfaced before eyes I used to refuse food despite their several tries She used to call me and advice in mild tone It was regular practice before I used to dine This was the only thing I remembered She was the only one member In family to take my care I was naughty too and on her name always dared