Writing makes me think hard
Of what appropriate words to use
To describe a picture fit for a frame, or
To tell a story about what happens everyday
In our own lives and in the lives of others
That may affect us, good or bad.
Writing is one way of keeping me sane
With the help of reading, watching and observing
Of what is going on around me, makes me understand
Just as listening from others, helps me to comprehend
Some practical lessons that I yet have to learn
Then apply them in every possible way I can.
Writing stimulates my faculty of thinking
In words that compounded my daily thoughts
Here in my heart these words quietly embed
My feelings and wishes that I long want to share
To the kindred folks, who, just like me,
Have passion in literal consummation.
Writing is my kind of joy
A halo of my imagination and emotion
The aura of my simple delight and desire
A whimsical flair that warrants my mood
Writing is my own pet to care
Albeit, plucky in my aim and intent.
@LCDancel, 26th January 2007
Flashy piece and I can relate too...