My Greed.

It is the only greed

brews in me for long

being the one to read

could be a direct  lead

while I write my poems

I yearn it should be read

not by one but by many instead

with that though I go ahead

write and write with a passion

could not stop over in a fashion

halt and then proceed in a  fraction

my poems come as a deluge and immerse

at least one of my readers with my verse

the greed as such is irrational in a way

for that any greed be so  always

Oh! I write and write with a devour

could be the creativity in a fervour.