Why?

Thoughts I have been pondering.

Why do weekends feel like hours?
But the week feels like a Year.
Why do we have moments of Honor?
But Milleniums of Stress and Fear.
Why do Friendships last for Minutes?
But enemys never go away.
Why Do those we wish forever?
Sometimes have such, short, stays.
Why do Good Memories last for Seconds?
But Nightmares last all Night.
Why can't we eat Desserts every day?
But we must eat Rabbit food to thrive.
Why do Diets have "Die" in it?
But Fat is what Kills us in the End.
Why does Winters feel like 9 Months?
But Summers, go by like it was one instead.
Why Can't Christmas be Everyday?
But still not make us feel Broke.
Why am I running out of things to say?
Though there's so much more to be Spoke?
Will the World ever know?
Who Knows? But maybe, one can hope.

Author's Note

What do you think?

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

What do I think ?

I think a nice dinner is followed by dessert,
a desert has one oasis and a week has an end.

I am afraid we would have nothing to look forward
to if it were the other way around.

From childhood we look forward to the goodies which
will surely follow every dry spell, the feast after the famine.

That is how we are buildt. The right way ? The answer to
that is up to you, the writer of a terrific article on the
'meaning of life.
Good job-----keep it up, please !

----- Eagle Cruagh

[Vox Machina]

One can hope at least. They can't forbid you that.

Why can't my words find the keyboard though they overflow from my mouth?