Poetry springs in the atmosphere when a singer sings in tune,

And the instrument is played with rhythm and rhyme.

It is poetry when a child in cradle innocently smiles,

It can also be seen in love filled mother’s eyes,

Or in the eyes of a beloved,

On the first day of married life,

Poetry is in truth and truthful ways,

Poetry shudders from crime.

It is poetry when you cook with love and spice.

Poetry is there, where life follows,

Rhythm of Ten Commandments.

It is poetry when you speak soft words,

Do not yell out expression.

Poetry lives in the heart and mind where

Thought of hurting others is crime