Why do I write?

I write for myself

Venting out emotions

Sharing my feelings

That's all stacked up

Within me.

 

Who do you think I write?

For harassing you

For luring you

For rebuking you

For pleading you

For begging you

For pretending 

For aggression 

And multiple other complexes

That your fearful mind hatches

Thinking everyone to be after you

For your handsome looks or money

 

Why do they think I write?

To lure you

To trap you

To please you

To butter you

To hide my fears

To pretend to be 

All that I'm not

 

When did I start writing?

A year back?

Or two?

Or when I met you?

Nahhhhh....

Long before

I knew

You Or them

Even existed 

On this realm.

 

So why do I write now?

To share my feelings true

With everyone who reads me through

To share my emotions with

All those who care To read it

 

Who is reading what I write?

All those who my God wants

They read my work

My feelings

My emotions

Some of them find it trash

Others find it kiddish

Few feel for it

Few ignore it

Many just read To omit

One gets inspired

Motivated

Or may be feels elated

 

When will I stop writing?

Never

Never

Never

 

Do I write When I'm sad?

Do I write When I'm happy?

Do I really write all that's about me?

Is it for somebody?

Is it for nobody?

 

Questions are many

Answers only one

They are residing

Deep within me