What Is Poetry?

Heart is an organ,
pumping blood,
only a survival body 
can dream
and enjoy,
the touches of mind
flying thoughts
and a bundle of memories
or the significant experience of time,
becomes a poetry
when moment speaks eachother
then 
word starts to dance
on a white paper 
to kiss
the lips of a pen.
to leave a message
for someone.
to hear the message 
from someone.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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