I started writing since i was in my primary wing and by grace, have been good in it.
By good, i do not mean that i get published everytime, but that i suffice my passionate heart and crude mind together.
Why do i write?
I write, because its that time when i succeed in concuring every aspect of myself, thats when i hear the sound of rolling tears, thats when i see the usefulness of wasteful years, thats when i see the reality dancing amid the facades of fiction and truth, thats when i feel the agony of an unattended youth, thats only where an acrimony breeds the beautiful poetry, thats how words move on papers, impelled by the harmony of mind and heart, driving your existence to inception and sometimes to end..
So why do you write?
By good, i do not mean that i get published everytime, but that i suffice my passionate heart and crude mind together.
Why do i write?
I write, because its that time when i succeed in concuring every aspect of myself, thats when i hear the sound of rolling tears, thats when i see the usefulness of wasteful years, thats when i see the reality dancing amid the facades of fiction and truth, thats when i feel the agony of an unattended youth, thats only where an acrimony breeds the beautiful poetry, thats how words move on papers, impelled by the harmony of mind and heart, driving your existence to inception and sometimes to end..
So why do you write?
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