Cursed With Charm Poem by WIN VENTURA

Cursed With Charm

I tried to bake, I tried to sew,
I carved a god from head to toe.
I painted skies and knit with flair,
Yet still folks pass me by and stare!

They say, 'You're gifted! ' — that's a fact,
But praise won't help my wallet stack.
I hustle hard, both day and night,
Yet fortune ducks and hides from sight.

Sani grins behind the veil,
'Climb yourself, ' he said — what a tale!
Murugan marked me, Kali fed,
But still no buyers — what's ahead?

Yet still I grin, I will not break,
For all these skills are not fake.
So world, get ready — I'm not done,
This cheeky soul has just begun! šŸ˜

By: - WIN VENTURA

Cursed With Charm
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