why?

it actually started when I read these lines by Sarah teasedale, and HAD to put them up somewhere. (even if I wasn't gonna give my blog address to more than a countable-on-fingers-of-a-hand # of people) :

"It is not a word spoken
Few words are said;
Nor even a look of the eyes,
Nor even a bend of the head

But only a hush of the heart
that has too much to keep
Only memories waking
That sleep so light a sleep."

wonder why do I even _write_?
read an essay of kanhaiyyalaal mishra 'prabhakar'. Says when he was an amatuer writer, he once tore up most of his poems and articles after reading this line:
'kamee nahin kadradaan ki akbar..
kare to koi kamaal paida!'

write something miraculous..then you won't find a dearth of accolades!