Thursday, June 25, 2009

If only

if only i could paint,
i would have turned my thoughts into colors,

if only i could sing,
all my worries would be songs

if only i could dance,
dance of joy it would have been

if only i could compose,
melodies and harmonies would be my life

if only i was a poet,
my poems would present my agony and my ecstasy

with the longing to express 'me' in these forms, limited only by the inability of my self,
i write these words, since words i can write..