Word Therapy

Word play is my therapy

Engaging them keeps me happy.

Stress gets busted, cobwebs in the mind gets dusted

Mind refreshed, body relaxed, acid digested.

Sleep comes easy, you don't feel uneasy waking

Sometimes when I not writing, mind I end up reading.

My writing is not on the wall, for that me you don't haul

Your exclamation is alright but never suggest a full stop.

Life is a long sentence not free from pretense

I write them all past, present or future tense 

Noun I know, about adjectives I am not vindictive

Have verve for the verb, verbosity not my cup of tea.

Novel in the offing, but novel idea lacking

Time not defined, though life is finite.

I make do with poem in the meantime, with words when I call them.

My time will come, living on hope, not just a dope.