I wish I knew when and how I was born or rather in which womb of imagination. Well, I keep taking birth in so many wombs that I've even lost track of all my mothers/fatherly mothers. They birth me with so much love, that all I can do is carry them in me long after they are gone. I, who was once in their womb, continue carrying them lovingly in mine for eternity.

The world calls me poetry but I am known by the nickname that my mom or my creator, adoringly assigns me. I come in various sizes and may take different shapes too, like maybe the shape of a free verse, a haiku, a sonnet or...