Why (not) write?

In response to the prompts at OctPoWriMo Day 9, and for UBC Day 9.


why write? I am asked

it heals me, old scars close,
it helps me forget woes;
it fills me, with new hopes,
it pushes me to just cope.
it frees me of my chains,
it rids me of my pains,
it gifts me with old smiles,
it stays with me each mile.

why write? I am asked
to which I ask back this
why not write my heart,
I love it, and it is bliss.

(9th Oct 2014)


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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