Poems are flow of thoughts,
From your soul to your body,
From your body to a  base,
Where they remain stagnant.

They regain the flow when,
Someone spares a few minutes,
To first stare at them and then,
Have a sip of them, slowly.

Then poems are a flow from,
Your soul to someone else's.
There they stir another soul,
Make it vibrant or dull.