For my nimble fingers sting,
Yet it is not written in the music.
I must play as if I were Mozart!
I wish to play as Morgan.
A forever battle of who to be.
A blend I suppose.
They use words like double bar and chord,
For I have not the faintest idea what they mean.
As tears well in the corners of the eye,
They do not flow.
Because the only flow,
Is the rhythm of my bow.

Believe everything has a life
look deeply into the eyes of it
connect your soul on what you are writing
make a feel of it
flow like a wave
follow the path it takes you to &
get lost into it,

Writing requires no education
it just requires a language to express
writing is a medium where we can express our thought
where every thought can be beautifully calligraph,

Dont write to earn money, as writing is not a profession its a passion
Dont write to gain popularity, as it will disrespect the love of poets
Dont write until you have a deep feeling of it, as deep feeling can be only put into words,

Write like its your lover
Write to cry in the pain of others
Write to be happy in the happiness of others
Write so that every emotion passes through you & every peak can be feel within you,

Everyone has got a pen
Everyone has got a hand
but everyone cant be a poet
a hand may look a solid thing
but under microscope it vibrates energy
and if an energy can be put into power to write
                "You writing will be a weapon to  make difference"                  

Be proud to be a poet
Fools may blame you its a waste of time
But a true poet knows, what writing is
Dont let criticism makes you fall down
as only your word can create excellence
you are original owner of your words
which nobody else can take it
And yes
           " I am a poet"

Never ever call me
Never ever meet me
Those are the words
I never want to listen
From the smart mouth
And lovely heart
That who came to me
That who guided me

Remember when you were young,
And you had to leap on each stepping stone.
Without the excess foot,
landing on the dirt in between.
Nothing would happen besides,
Your shoe getting *****.
You would get a brief moment of disappointment,
Then try again.
Well in life we follow these stepping stones,
And you may miss one of them,
For that excess foot didn't make it.
Though in life there are consequences,
And you must clean off your shoes,
And takes more effort to rid of the disappointment.
So try again.