The Truth of a Poet!

All poets are liars

All of us are thieves!

They talk about snatching stars

From the skies and presenting

Those to their beloved

Isn't it a lie and won't they be thieves

Because stars can't be snatched

And stars belong to skies!

We talk about snatching colors 

From flowers and butterflies

And pin them upon 

our lover's sleeves

If a poem is an aquarium

We color it with blues

And fill it with pearls

And silverfish shoals

But poetry has different logics

Do not compare it

 If you can't comprehend it

Don’t try to measure it

On your mundane standards

If you can't understand them

Don't call them names!