Why writing is important to me.

I wanted a dream

I held so dear

All other things

I never cared

But when it did not happen

I took life as it came

Coz my heart wasn’t ready

To take another blame

So I stopped to dream…

When you came by,

I did not realize

But you’ve given meaning

To my useless life

Every time I had,

My moments with you

I could see that I wasn’t a waste

And dreams can come true.

Please don’t go away from me,

Even when I’m not fair

Don’t leave,

Because it is only in your face

I see,

A reason to believe.