“How do you write Poems?” I asked my old friend
He said “Capture your emotions and Comprehend”
“What if you don’t have any?” was my question
He said “If there is anything human, it is emotion”.

“Are you sure it is so human? Because, I never had one!
It is still hard to believe; is emotion a poem’s reason?”
He put his arm on my shoulder, and shook is head
“Poetry and emotions are beyond any reason” he said

“So can I still write poems?” I continued enquiring
“Impassive trees would be engulfed by spring
Skies pour as rain for the waves that do not rise”
“Poetry should come to you, listen to what your heart says”

I wondered “There is poetry in our heart beat?”
He said “and there’s music in our life if you like it!
For poetry or any art, life is the biggest stage
Look into you, the greatest artist would materialize”