Mrs. Lazy Bum And Her Poetry

A friend of mine asked me in class today - " How do you write poetry? "

"Once you start writing poems, it catches on. Its quite addictive actually", I told my friend, but being the biggest and the laziest bum that she is, she doesnt even wanna try. After much pestering she wrote two lines.
Of course it ended up with the teacher marking us absent coz I couldnt stop laughing and disturbing the class. A class, for which I came early in the morning at 8! It was quite hillarious, but it was nice. I dont have the permission from her to put up those lines but I'll try.


But I have been thinking about the question she asked me, for quite some time now and I think I have absolutely NO idea and I wont even try to answer that.
How DO we write poetry?
What IS poetry?
Bunch of jumbled up words that sound nice? Inner thoughts? A song?
If it was my friend, Mrs. lazy bum, she would probably ask - " Is it something to eat?"
What is it?

Poetry is essentially the supreme music of the human mind. It reaches out to the widest breadths and the deepest depths of the mind.
It is the act of establishing by the word and in the word.
You may ask - what is established? Well, actually it can range from anything profound, elusive and indefinable to sometimes, the very abstract and random thoughts of the human mind.

You have no idea what random thoughts we think! Its just that most of us dont really pay attention to it quite often. But once we do notice the random and abstract things, you'll be quite surprised.

Probably anything and everything has some kind of poetry in it. The vibration of your cell phone. The way a girl's lips move when she's angry and shouting at her stupid boyfriend. Even the scroll button you are using on your mouse to scroll through this blog. Probably.

Life in itself is a poem. Its just that you gotta make up the words. So make sure you get the right ones.
Shit! Im hungry now.