A Heart That Spells Poem Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

A HEART THAT SPELLS POEM
The excellence and fragrance of poems
Might not rely on Academic Spirit you bear.
To compose poems, you need a tender heart
That must be sensitive enough to witness
The world with its fury, tearful pain and fear.
Flavour of words that you create, through
Art of articulation, will no doubt transform into
Spirit of condolence as natural process
To heal wounds of crying hearts.
A surge of pain one needs to feel
When one notices someone in grief and pain.
The spirit of altruism inside your heart
Makes someone's pain and joy as your own.
The words that you spell from your heart
Germinate from the seeds of joy and pain.
Unless and until, your inner conscience inspires
Your heart to feel and understand the sensibility of
Events, words you display might not be able
To create breath of life in those events.
Words you design through your creation
Must retain the ability to provide
Comfort for grieving, bleeding hearts.
The moment of joy that you feel while losing
Something precious for Suffered people.
Inspires you to explode tears of joy in words.
Tears of bereavement will revive joy
Inside lives of pensive souls.
How intellectual you are; no matter
Poems might not originate from you.
If your heart doesn't preserve reservoir of
Emotion of words that flows river of empathy.
Might not retain ability to create impulse
Needed to regulate beats of readers heart.
Hence sensitivity to grief and pain of society
Indeed is pre-requisite for Great ink
All you need is rectification of vision of sight
To feel tears of joy and pain of others as yours
Emotional aspects of your heart
Might not be regulated by qualifications you hold
If your attitude is not in favour of humanity.