Why do I write?
To fill my inquisitive appetite.
Umm, probably, I guess,
To feel good and light.
Why do I write?
To keep me sane.
In the life full of,
Fun yet sometimes mundane.
Why do I write?
For the love of words.
Which creates a magic,
When you jumble’em up.
Why do I write?
To make myself happier.
Paper,pen and a perfect coffee,
Nothing could be more merrier.
Why do I write?
To read my own thoughts.
To give my soul,
A feeling of rejuvenation shot.
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P.S. On a lighter note, I wrote this poem while waiting in a queue for my lunch. Hence, there are so many words like appetite, coffee etc. 😉
Nice poem conceived while waiting in the lunch queue. Good use of time . 🙂
Thanks Somali 🙂