Seventeen And Three Quarters, Poetry By Heer Nimavat Heer Nimavat

This Spoken Word was written by the young poetess on the very day of her 18th birthday. After long days of brooding and anxious anticipation, the reality of the much awaited benchmark, surprises her. What does being adult feel like? Does one change? What if 'no one ever does'?

Turning 18 is like a caterpillar turning into a butterfly, and while flying can be pretty exciting, leaving the caccoon's comfort is downright terrifying. Listen to the 18-year-old poetess question 'what kind of a butterfly' she will be while she crosses the threshold of adulthood.

(Poetry) This 18-year-old poetess couldn't help but owe 17-year-olds some explanation. There is no one on the face of earth who can claim to have never made mistakes. While teenage gives us a wide playground to make them, adulthood is a whole new thing. To someone just crossing the threshold of 18, the greatest red flag about adulthood is it's almost absent space for mistakes. Does adulthood really demand perfection? Is it really time to cash in your 'one last mistake'?

(Poetry) Turning 18 is no child's play. Metaphorically and literally. While he/she wonders, fears and begrudgingly enters adulthood, they are torn between the present and the past. Nostalgia draws them to memories of childhood bliss, but reality reminds them of their bittersweet change since then. A poetic expression of what the 18-year-old poetess felt while crossing the threshold of 18.