I AM
EXPRESSIVE
“Compared to roses while sleeping, I will write about how much more beautiful you are than flowers”. My wife didn’t respect my writing until I wrote a poem to express my love to her. I feel so much joy when I write, I will immerse myself in my creative expression without any disturbing thoughts. I miss my family. It was difficult especially during the lockdown. I turned to writing to share migrant workers and people’s life stories. I want to be a poet.
"FILLED YOUR PAPER WITH THE BREATHINGS OF YOUR HEART"
My drawing depicts my countryside village reminiscing the rainy seasons, small river/ponds, houses, my family (father and brothers), and the greenery. I want to become a good writer so that I can always write about migrant workers and share people’s life stories.
DO YOU SEE ME ?
Your Friend,
Nurul
PS: Write me a note. Share my story - Passion, Love & Expression.