The Cycle of Writing — a poem

I write because there are million things to say.

I say because there are million feelings to convey.

I convey because circumstances affected me.

They affected me because they were important to me.

Buried in the abyss of my heart, these feelings are parts of me.

I’m here to share the laughter and tears for you to never see.

For they are not for you to neither wipe nor hear,

but for you to divine and experience every passion I write here.

This is the cycle of writing.

The cycle of those who were doomed to feel.

Those doomed to hurt, to experience, and to beam.

The writers who are artists.

The artists who share everything.

On a piece of paper, this is the kind of art everyone thirst to read.