I never loved words. But when I came across your bleeding words,
I fell in love with words
like I fell for you.
I took pen for you, to get noticed.
On those days, I couldn't write.
All I did was starring the paper.
After tremendous efforts, scribblings turned into fine piece of art,
which you even appreciated.
Now I can arrange scattered words into my soul's true feeling.
Now I can write poems,
about anything in this universe,
except you !