Poetry is not for the weak
Poetry is for the weak they said,
Poetry is for the depressed they said,
To weave the blanket of words so beautiful
To acknowledge the depths of world and the people
To believe there is still power in the literary
To feel love and to spread it with ones thought
To make a meaningful verse...weak is not the right description I said!
Poetry lives in the heart of believers and Poetry thrives in the minds of dreamers!
Everybody is....some sort of a poet!!