I Am The Creator

I unlock my thoughts,
And capture the negative words,
These black and white letters,
In this daily newspaper,
I sip a harder crime,
That travels more to my mind,
I experience a lurch in my stomach,
As I board the train to my office,
Every man around me,
Reminds me of some crime,
I rub my fist in hesitation,
Hiding myself behind my fear,
I squeeze and shrug every minute.

I feel every eye is watching me,
I pull my scarf to hide me,
Not letting anyone to touch,
I finally miss my station,
I see many calls on my number,
Worries of family and endless troubles,
I get down at the next station,
And go in the right direction,
I look up in the mirror
The mirror looks at me
I ask myself, ‘who created this fear’,
Laughing at my naivety the mirror answers,
 ‘You yourself created this fear’.

~ Archana Kapoor Nagpal