Poems are raindrops hitting on the pane of windows, the ripples over the lake after wind, the inexpressible musical notes droning in the mind and the cry breaking the silence. They are inner dialogues that are going on and on that remain unspoken in our life, carrying various contagious emotions and precipitating the resounding truth of the universe. They are the most spiritual in various forms of art as they provoke thoughts, generate inspirations, echo the string of souls and create visions in our hearts. In a word, poems are who you are.

A good poem flows out from nowhere but sinks into our bond and soul residing there, reminding us of the memory in the wind. It is also a rekindled love with ourselves, the version of the self in different stages of our life, long-forgotten but revived with mist in the early morning. When we look back, all poems connect with each other like dews on the petal of white lily.

"Do not ask me where you are from", poems said, "I am from you, the place you came from, where you passed through, and will return one day with a brand new heart."

Talk to your heart, this is Poem!