What it takes to keep writing even as no one ever comes by

A choke in my throat

Perhaps a little tear stuck by

For the words would often be read

Sometimes by friends, more so by passers by

Time went by hopping to blogs

Words here and there, but never a lie

Some friendships were formed

Few for a while

Others faded, like a cloud passing by

And there were phases

Of posts after posts

And then a silence, a blankness for a while

And there was this one avid reader

The one I love

My posts would be viewed

Sweetly, from those miles

And I would often share this feeling

A vacuum of sorts

And he would simply say

“You write from heart, as others for the piles”

Yet this heart would wonder

Feel that ache and pinch

Words, my first love knew

Would offer sweet smiles and winks

And as this yarn keeps spinning

The yard stays vacant all day

And a few beautiful souls drop by

And appreciate the existence of this place

The dreams then flutter its wings

For well, some true ones say ‘worry why?’

Some hearts still get touched and feel

And relate to the words written by………….

Aakriti