The Passions Poem by Laura arwen

The passions are
a terrible feeling
They are true
killing and loyal
The passions have
more guts
The passions live
in the jungle
Passion is a
beautiful word but
for me it
hasn't got a
meaning
For somebody the
passions are a
tragedy
They are in
the person's personality
but not in
the enemies
The passions are
free with the
indian spirits and
natural event
The passions create
a permanent and
confusion vacation
The passions are
burning in the
hearts of the
sad and melancholy
people
The passions glitter
the candle's light
The passions reflect
the rockers' soul
and the life
of them
The king of
the passions is
the love but
it is a
despicable situation
The passions are
a nightmare and
a hot fever
The passions are
secret and a
deep silence
The passions aren't
a sure way
but a real
thought
Sometimes they are
an exciting event
and a good
luck