Imperfections

Love remained incomplete

Of what could have been

In between the laughs

Sorrows kept their presence

Only if she won’t do that

Only if he won’t say this

The health is no more

The money just not enough

Where have the children gone

Was I child to someone too

Who knows what I suffer

Who cares what I want

And so it goes on

In every life’s journey

What else did you expect

A happy ending to all starts

That was not meant to be

This is the real thing

Imperfections

Is what makes life

Reviews

[Great Aunt Astri]

Too true and sound advice Too many people expect happy endings, and put their hands up in horror when things go wrong. 'Imperfections Is what makes life', as you so soundly conclude. How else are we to learn, and how could we understand the 'good' things if there were no imperfections?.

[WILDERNESS]

Thank you, indeed

[nazia]

Life is an imperfection in itself. It starts and ends abruptly..... These imperfections make us what we are.
A thoughtful piece

[WILDERNESS]

That's the way it is
Thanks for the review

[Taino]

You are so right, it is what makes life. The differences, the quirks, the agreements, the disagreements without these we’d just be clones. With love comes the laughter and the sorrow, we age yet love endures. It’s when the laughter stops and sorrow overcomes that love suffers. Is there a perfect formula for love and happiness, and if so what would it consist of? Very well done!

[WILDERNESS]

thanks dear for such a good review of the poem.
if you find the perfect formula don't forget to share
best

[Ruth]

Very true. Love is an art like anything else in life I always say. It takes sacrifice and acceptance that life is not always a happy event, sure some phases are but not all. This is wise and beautifully written :)

[WILDERNESS]

Your words are wiser still. Thanks a bunch dear..

[Saumya]

You've very well described the strong theme that 'Life is not about being perfect all the time, but being 'imperfectly perfect' which may eventually make us perfect ultimately.

We have people around us complaining about stuffs they don't have in their life, hardly realiing what they are blessed with. & Then we have some other set of people who exactly have the same things that the other wished, but they are busy complaining and regretting about what they lack.In shorts, people have a certain level of thirst and hunger for things that can never be fulfilled, and I this desperate persuit of getting those things, they often lose what they already have:)
Life is ironically the same.While on has black eyes, they wish for the blue, not realising the fact, that for some, coloues meann nothing,as they lack eyes almost forever! Sigh*


I'm very glad to have read this small piece, with a very strong lesson.
Thankyou or sharing. 😊

[WILDERNESS]

Thank you so much for caring to read and review the poem. Your words are so true and indeed that is the theme of this poem.
Hope to hear more from you...........

[Saumya]

You're most welcome 😊

[J. Hampton]

Imperfections is what makes life,,,You said so much more right there

[WILDERNESS]

Thanks J. Your words are very encouraging. Wish you all the best....

[J. J. Nightingale]

So true... and broken hearts .. and fallen stars.. and suffering..and hate and death...

Sometimes I don't want to live.. don't want to face another bad day
then again
I MUST LIVE.. !!

Strong Emotions !!

Jazzy

[WILDERNESS]

True, sometimes I also question it all. but then life was not meant to be perfect, and glass is half full.....

[J. J. Nightingale]

Right...............:)............