We can fake an emotions in reality because there
are fingers pointing and poking in every side,
we have to be vigilant in our every moves;

But in a writer's community
we can be real and not hide away,
amongst the souls whose hands and heart sync in unity as one,
we read and feel,
and understand the emotions,
the feelings through the lines,
and punctuations,
but never judge,
for the thrills we get from readings
starts running through our veins,
until those are visible as tattoos on our skin.

Having a genuine circle of two or three is better than a mass who clines to claw on every footprints you leave.

For a hunter hunts through the foot prints the animals leave behind, stealthily studying every steps, in contrast the animal lovers stealthily follows every footprints left behind to study and track their movement.
What do they get from doing that?
A hunter finds a meal for his hungry belly and a food to place on the table for the families back home waiting with forks and knives with hunger clawing their every sanity.
The animal lover gets another wrinkled smile seeing the sight of the marvelous creature. They drink in the sight before them but never destroy the tranquility of those creatures.

Some writers write to earn a bread,
some to find peace, and tranquility.
Some write their unspoken emotions and pains,
some write to escape the reality.
But summing up the lines,
We all feel at home and be on our own whether we chose this or it chose us. Either way I'd say I don't regret any words and lines coming to live.

© _virhejuN