Poetry

MY PASSION

Loop poetry ( last word of each line is the first word of next line)

Words mine are bred by thoughts
Thoughts of pains and pleasure many
Many such thoughts paint poems
Poems they’re not but my passions
Passions mine can’t die in dearth of words
Words run like brook brooding over my passion
Passion paves way to pleasures plenty
Plenty such pleasures my pen paints in hearts
Hearts which know passion of pen can’t pelt pain
Pain can’t put up with pleasures pleasing
Pleasing is to play with words painting life with hues
Hues hilarious my lips sip savouring the sane taste
Taste of these writes gives me ride to De and Jelly bo Lee on words
Words as my soulmates, game of my life I play
Play is to please my passion but none
None but this passion accompanies in my journey
Journey of life without passions is a desert
Desert not self from pleasures, life is so short
Short this life is to lead leading self in joys

@Raji❤