You Made Me

You made me a poet, Whose poems are often found to be filled with your imaginations. You made me a thinker, Whose thoughts generally arise by your delusions. You have changed me, mere from a person to a personality. A company with you, makes me nowhere in world to any others view. You made me a criticizer, Whose critical views are for his own life (without you). You made me a photographer, Whose eyes capture only the face of yours. You have brought a desire, A desire of you only and rest be in fire. A walk with you, Makes me to run on to the heaven and dew.