Why do I Write?

Why so many colours

Bursting, mixing, shading

Why so many colours

Why these tunes

Why the rhythms 

Why add the music 

Why animate the words

I think I want to paint

I think I want to sing

I think I want to dance

And all I do is write

All I can do is write 

All I can do through writing

All I can do through just writing 

Little rivers inside me

All they want is to flow

Painting rivers

Song rivers

Dance rivers

They dam against my inanimate hands

My inanimate voice 

All I do is type

All I can do is type 

Bore little holes on the dams

Channel the struggling water

Temper the flow

All the water wants is to flow

The water 

The water must flow

Must, must flow

The water must flow

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Chandni Girija

Day 27 of 30 | 30 Poems in 30 Days | National Poetry Writing Months #napowrimo

I have been asking myself why my poem posts on some mediums are in a certain way. Lately, they have been ending up on YouTube. This is a meta piece on that line of enquiry. However, the biography of the why is still incomplete, I suspect. 

This would have been a fitting last day poem. It came out today though. 🙂 This is one of those poems that requires recitation; not so much of a cerebral one. But then, again, I am trying to sing 🙂