Life’s all phases are boredom Except the youth – the handsome. The only stage full of chasm Is none than of Soldier’s column. Here we are full of sound strum Which separate us from ****. Our experience is a bit bantam; Diminutive are we as an atom; Teensy proficiency takes us bottom; But Youth is centre of centrum Centrum – the stages of life’s sum. Hence, live ye youth with drum And play a happy music album. Youth is overwhelmingly awesome So don’t be like a lamb dumb; To live like a lively bird, come.
I am developing a new style of writing poetry where ending words of a line rhyme with one another, at least in last sound. I named it Pari Style. Hope readers will like it. Thanks to those invisible hands and fingers which supported and inspired me to continue my efforts in my new, creative, artistic and innovative “Pari” style. Thanks for your inspiring, kind, soft fingers.