I've Gotta Dream

I have got a nice dream from a magic basket

To write a poem either a thousand or a couplet

Fire rains on my nest, tears drown my wealth

I survive such life with strong poems of a poet

Who says one is poet once love fired her heart

I am injured spirit, broken heart, not poet yet

Poets are champions and heroes of all nations

Poems express peoples' extreme emotions

Tours me deep to the hell, top on the hill poem

They have either magic or divine expressions

Who says one is poet once love fired her heart

I am injured spirit, broken heart, not poet yet

If I could express my feelings through poems

I would’ve written hundred and thousands of those

Poetry is all that matters for me in the life

Because poems preserves my feelings, my words