Why I Picked Up the Pen

When I picked up the pen, I thought, " I want to convey a message, a message of the human heart in a language that is beautiful and artistic. I want to touch the soul of all humanity and force themselves to look within their heart and to understand their soul."Dear, what is a dream but a reflection,A glass mirror of opportunityShining bright like diamonds amongst the sun?If but to gaze into the...
June 17th, 2011 at 06:50am