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Life


LIFE Nothing but an empty dream Says the ignorant To the clueless a round rubik's cube it seems At times a hot barren desert That leaves you parched and lost It is a cruel teacher Scolding you for not giving your best effort It's an aggressive animal Clawing at you, and puts you off your feet Leaving you wounded and in grief And on your best days in sheer delight and joyful fits You conclude in smiles; life is a gift Though sometimes tough Though sometimes rough Ups and downs there'll be enough It remains a mystery How life never ceases to be a beauty.
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