Poets Among Us

I am cooking up something for all the poets out there who got rhymes and songs flowing in their bloodstreams. As ancient as sex and romance, poetry will cease to fade and lose its meaning. This much I will prove as soon as kindred spirits around the world will gather in one place and bring color to our lives. 

I am poetry. I breathe poetry. I sing poetry. I paint poetry. 

All these hullabaloos around us, all these wanderlust and wondering, all these never ending quest for what is good, for what is beautiful, for what is peace, for what is contentment, they are supposed to find meaning. And only then will it make sense. Only then will it tell you why, how, or where to... 

Have you ever wondered why every once in a while you feel tired, lost, confused? Come and be part of Poets Among Us. You will find the answers...