Why I write ?

Words pile up, on and on
like unspent  emotion ,
higgledy -piggledy
every which way
Need channeling ,
streamlining ,
hence the writing
the raining
the out pouring

The clouds dry 

wrung laundry 

Flying under sky 

plain blue sheet 

of paper 

inviting 

hence the writing 

The night descends 

stars twinkle, condescend 

conspire , gossip , laugh 

the earthlings relax, half 

raised on elbows 

of doubt , what follows 

of intrigue 

in pique 

to paint 

and pontificate 

Humans , aah! Never 

allowing each other 

in peace to respire 

only perspire 

with various desire(s) 

Hence the inner fire 

Rise !Aspire !

Write ! Sire!