When I sense peril,
I crawl back into my shell,
Hide myself.
For this they say,
I am just a turtle.
Slow, weak and vulnerable.
Can’t walk across the horizon,
Can’t challenge the world;they say.
But my darkness ends at dawn,
cause for every seeker there’s a win.
I will walk towards mine,
if not, I will crawl.
But will keep moving.
About National Poetry Writing Month : #NaPoWriMo is a creative writing project held annually in April in which participants attempt to write a poem each day for one month. This year in 2019 I will attempt to complete this challenge of 30 poems in the month of April. Please keep reading and supporting. Wish me luck !