Hi
It's all going to be okay
Hold on
You
Are not alone

There are different reasons why you write.
You write because...
...you're happy?
you're sad?
you're delighted?
you're mourning?
keeping a secret?
But whichever reason you have,
you still write what's inside.
What other people can't see,
can't decipher beneath the words you speak,
can't understand the emotions flowing
through the sentences you can't speak out loud.
You write, pouring the feelings you can't let out,
you write. using the words you once thought can't explain what you feel.
You write, thinking that someone out there can finally discern what you're hiding inside.

A crow pecks
On its reflection
In a metal plate
Thinking that
It is an outsider

A man smiles with
The mirror
Thinking that
The image is himself

7 billion people
and I found you

Moon
Why are you
In so disgust

Is it the *****
of the lights
On you

If so,
Go to the village

The lake bund is
Still so beautiful

Just by drawing
A few pencil-lines
I can fool human eye
To make them see
A water-drop,
The painter boasted

Just by mixing
A few vibrations
I can fool human ear
To make them hear
Beautiful music
The musician gloated

Just by crafting
A few words together
I can fool human mind
To make them feel
Deep meanings,
The poet joined in

You, plagiarisers,
Stole my non-copyrighted
Tricks of illusions,
Reality groaned
With a nod of approval