I Myself Do Not Know, How To Define Poetry?

What is it poetry? , I myself do not Know it, What is it poetry? , They said it And I just heard it, Poetry is the criticism of life, Poetry is best words in the best order, Spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings, Emotions recollected in tranquility, Poetry is lyrical thoughts, Poetry as songs, The lyrics of the heart, But you say it, What is it poetry? Is it lyrical thoughts, Words arranged and re-arranged, Is it musicality, Is it pictorial quality Or the photographic beauty, Imagistic presentation Or scenery natural, What is it, Is it poetry, Poetry as sadhna, The poet as a sadhaka And poetry born out Of the sadhna of life, An invocation of the Mystical Flame? Is it of the time-sprit, zeitgeist, Voicing the anger and disillusionment, Angst and despair Of the modern age and modern man, Telling of the pace and momentum, Gathering of speed, How busy, fast and active, Dull and routine, Arranged artificially, managed mechanically And technically, The vibes of city life and living, The cityscape, the city space Of the modern, modernist and the post-modern, The jazz and blues, Going urban, industrial, faded and discoloured, Rag-pickers picking life in a garbage dump, The trash heap To refurbish life and its memoirs?