If you only know how a stone sings
If you feel how a mountain grieves
If you see the farthest star in our milky way
If you weep when a jealous wind tears the loveliest petal of your rose
If you breathe out a sigh that once came out of a dying star
If you get a desire when a bee sucks the honey out of a flower's womb
If you feel sad when a dry leaf falls from the care of a branch
If you dream when a lonely wind murmurs in one autumn evening
If you suffer when the wild wings are brutally killed by a brute's desire
If you see a beauty when two lovers make a sensuous love
If you smell an odour when the last hue of the day's sun melts into an evening's soft bossom
Then you create a Taj in your mind and share with thy kingdom
Thou art a Poet
Everything else is for you.
Shamik Bose
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poet-26/
