How I wish my eyes could Grace love And my heart embrace nature's freshness, In it finest and purest from.
Oh,how I wish I was a poet, How I wish my hand will listen to my heart, I would have told the world how beautiful it was With words too deep to say.
Oh,how I wish I can make words come alive, Live would have been more easer for me. How I wish I can write, Love wouldn't have died, Peace would had last longer.
Oh, if only my heart will speak to my hand, Then I will whisper in to the world's ears That her smiles are hidden in hope.
Oh, I wish I was a poet and nothing moreπ Alas, I could only wish and always wish That I wish I was a poet!!....
Dream isn't those things we see when we sleep It those thing that don't let us sleep