Streets of the Pen

In the streets of the pen, poems are scattered Some of the poems I can greet Some of the poems I can feed In the streets of the pen, poems are scattered Some of the poems I can greet From the mountain of immortal love Where flying the happiest white dove Some of the poems I can greet From the mountain of immortal love The poems come like an endless stream of fountain There all verses feel happy artlessly the poetic brain From the mountain of immortal love The poems come like an endless stream of fountain Where the love and dream live together Where the heart makes a heaven of care The poems come like an endless stream of fountain Where the love and dream live together There the poetic world paints a peaceful canvas There, truth implores the righteous law onrush Where the love and dream live together There the poetic world paints a peaceful canvas Where the poems help to teach me truly Where I want to live spontaneously There the poetic world paints a peaceful canvas Where the poems help to teach me truly In the streets of the pen, poems are scattered In the thoughtful wisdom, lies are shattered Where the poems help to teach me truly In the streets of the pen, poems are scattered Some of the poems I can greet Some of the poems I can feed In the streets of the pen, poems are scattered -21.12.2020 Chattogram **** Note: - This is Catena Rondo (a form of a poem) The poem is comprised of a variable number of quatrains Each quatrain has a rhyme pattern of AbbA The first line of each quatrain is also the final line of the quatrain The second line of each quatrain is the first line of the next quatrain The final quatrain should repeat the first quatrain word for word There are no rules for meter, syllables, or subject matter. Just a lot of rhyming refrains.