My diary and my life

My diary, my book
To read and write
Poetry and paint
Instructions and advice
What I have to do
And what not
What I should do
What I should avoid
What occurs from nature
What happens due our mistakes
What people like
What people dislike
What nonsense!
People like gossip
People dislike truth
About themselves
But not about others
 We all live in a cycle
 Of events and deeds
And we call it memory
Sometimes sweet
Sometimes bitter
This is my entire diary
 It is in very rough shape
Can I show it to anybody?
Yes! It is not personal
 It is all poetry and paint
Stories of people and places
A book of history not of fairy tales
And animal stories
So go on reading the lines of poetry
Those are sometimes poetry
Sometimes prose
Sometimes only broken lines
And scattered words like
Scattered feelings and tears
Dripping like drops of blood from a wound
And painting the pages of the diary
Or penning the words of thoughts
Gained and grasped through experience
Whatever it is, it is my diary
It is my poetry, not for self but for the world