To Younger self
Dear Little Divyanshi,
It's okay to dream for yourself,
It's okay to be scared to the unusual crowd there,
It's okay to have forgotten the not so remembered days,
It's okay to have celebrated your evenings without them,
It's okay to have had wished for stars on a dark night,
It's okay to have yourself loved more than others for you.
It's okay for all your not so mistaken mistakes,
Be strongly desirous,
Lighten up your heart,
Crawl a little.
From Not So Aged Divyanshi.