Is Writing A Gift Or A Curse?

When you are a writer, my friend There’s no alternative for you. For everything has a meaning You know what you have to do. You have to write it down A significant part of your time Your life is often interrupted As suitable words come to mind. A million phrases pass through To punctuate your thoughts Your mind constantly wanders And reality is sometimes lost There are voices in your head As characters want to be created You must not ramble on though For writing should be understated. A poet’s words are pure and true She must write what is in her heart It comes out in little spurts sometimes As she chooses precious words to start. So you see, although it’s a gift At the same time I suppose it’s a curse Nevertheless it’s who we are inside Without doubt it could be worse!