In the Books of Life
Oct 06, 2026,12:48 PM IST
- Viji T
In the Books of Life
In the books of life,
I have never been allowed
To be what I am,
So I hide myself from the unseen,
Fighting battles within,
Carrying the ruthless words
The world has taught me.
Even beneath
The scorching sunshine,
I stay hidden,
Searching for a place
Where I can simply be myself.
But the rain begins to fall,
Washing the old words from my skin.
In its steady rhythm,
I hear a quieter truth:
I am not wrong for being here,
Not broken for wanting to be seen.
Then joy breaks through the clouds,
Bright as a rainbow
Opening across the sky.
And for the first time,
Who I have always been.
(Viji. T, CW writer, Namakkal, Tamilnadu)