Souls who fall for the storms, And live with the winds, Coming from far, Of miles unknown. In search of that home, Where they’d belong. This journey begun, when I was drowning deep in despair, with mental breakdown, fell down faded, like ashes in ground. Abandoned in knowns, World said ‘ you deserve to be alone for being a social disaster “, while Patriarchy said, “a submissive gender has no right to be a defender”. To talk it out, I started to write, that sailed me through the darkest of nights. And I discovered poetry, as healing soul song. Thus my journal became a journey, written in verse all narrating a story I Risked therefore I am I Failed therefore I am I conquered therefore I am. .