Poetry is alive
so
Hello Poetry
I'm happy with you!

A seed which was sowed in fertile land
Remains in the dark to some extent
And suitable environment makes it, "grow"
With great determination, water makes it, “glow”
And it declares one day, “The land is alive”
As the seed was alive
Alive one can prove the others' life
A dead one is not able to enlighten the souls
If you are alive
Prove it with smile
and your transparent inner sight
would be able to merge the light
at a concentric point of hearts of deserving ones
As an eternal light emitting heart can enlighten the soul
As it’s the heart which makes you dead or alive
So life is reflected by deeds not by pulse
And it’s no use of
Whether the blood runs through the arteries or not
Whether you take exercise or not
Whether you are wealthy or healthy
Life is something else
Life is something else
What makes an eye, seed can not try
What makes an eye, seed can not try

Son: “Can a wounded person be cured?”
Father: "Yes, but morally fallen persons cannot be cured."

Don’t worry about my life
Man is mortal
If you want to check my nerves
It’s no use of
If you want to hear my voice
It’s no use of
But if you want to make me alive
Call me for help for needy
Throbbing heart will be struggling
To do something what is possible

It’s the flower which proves itself with its own example
How to live in a circle of thorns
With a smiling face giving a sweet fragrance
to all and everywhere

A philosopher thinks
A writer expresses
A planner makes plans
A poet feels, conceives and reflects with emotions
To reshape the world using a mortar of love of nature