Poetry

Loop Poetry
(Last word of each line is the first word of the next line)

I’m worried, I’m burried
burried in fear of tomorrow
Tomorrow that would be a mess
Mess of all the great wealth
Wealth of health and mirth precious
Precious these trees and their glees
Glees of birds ,animals and valleys
Valleys and alleys of liveliness of peace
Peace, goodness and love
Love that’s dying in men
Men who lost ethics and duty
Duty is respecting nature
Nature that’s our mother
Mother of life and existence
Existence without her is a myth
Myth is money and luxury
Luxury if we can’t find in nature
Nature is gonna destroy everything
Everything when ends what can I inherit
Inherit life not wealth, inherit values not sins
Sins are degrading life
Life is in loving and giving selflessly
Selflessly when I can’t live like nature
Nature mine isn’t worth adoring
Adoring qualities I ought to inherit
Inherit not what you can’t be happy with!
With weight of these thoughts I am buried
Burried in shame destroying false fame
Fame I want to be of healthy nature
Nature pristine alone I want to inherit!

@Raji❤