M.J. ALI

My mind is a maze of stories
I ache to bring them all to fruit 
When I write I let go of all my worries  
some ideas make it unto paper others end up getting the boot
As I scribble a draft I ask... who will read you?
But such thoughts depress
When disheartened it sticks to you like glue
My creativity I will not suppress
I will share tales of big love and hearts once like stone
Some that maybe HEA's others may not be as clear
Affairs that knew no care and old love that atoned
Wherever my imagination takes me I'll go without fear
I hope that you will find joy in reading as I in writing them
If not be nice in your criticism and slow to condemn

~ A sonnet Dedicted to the art of the written word~