silky smoothness

everybody wants a smooth run in life.

Solemn trend in the wavering-greens'
lushness.
The wind cared, stroking the
blossoming tendrils in gentleness.
Horizon turns carmine, after its
golden flare lingers,
such multiple phased effulgence,
sparkle our atmosphere.
Gleam array unwind and clear,
master or slave who wouldn't have
their share.
When dusts scattered sunlight and
their myriad self glitters.
Wary of prying eyes their energetic
self quivers.
Lungs ups and down and feeble heart
beats lingers.
Yells or laughs human settle for the
best in any moment.
Torrents and drought could change
fates we know.
Widows or orphan no one dares to
take the blow.
in life the message is clear, many a
stranger strafe near.
The ones we cuddle or humbled will
lie in our nest.
Shattered dreams are near but
farther we keep ourselves.
Wry human under the sky, eye could
see the best.
under the sky, in beauty of nature or
its disastrous end.
Human strife amidst chaos to opt for
the best.
See them all run their life in silky
smoothness.
Their fate or their end they surely
don't care.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the logic of this poem. When I was young. I wanted wealth and power. Today I want to watch my grandsons run in the yard with a cup of coffee. Silky smoothness is gathered only by wise men who want to know peace and love in their life. Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote