Passion is like
rat-a-tat of rapid bursts
from an automatic rifle
fast, furious, rain deadly
once spent all there is
dull sheen of gold casings
spent energy, empty shell
Love is soft, murmur
ephemeral nurture
downloaded from souls
uniting several hearts
caught on slow motion lens
the hatching of a seedling
nourished to full grown plant
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Copyright ©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai 18Nov2015 All Rights Reserved
Both love and passsion are well defined in a verse form with requisite elaboration most adroitly. Enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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I would like to translate this poem
Passion and love have been so nicely defined I like most.Beautiful poem....10