To Laugh or cry, To live or to die. A twist or turn. Shall we ever return, To live and to learn.
The answer beckons Of all that we reckoned And the closing darkness comes But the light shines softly in, And forgotten is our sin, Tentatively we open to an imperfect world.
One moment of delight, A moment of despair in sight. On this path we know not, Are we coming Or are we going.
Yet there is no toeing or froing For those who are going A whole life ahead Another one left behind.
Screamless fear, All near lost Of what was dear High was the cost, But little was the price.
We must stop, To start anew again. We glimpsed the summit, But It was not our time. To laugh or cry, To live or to die.
Voices whispered in our ears, Of hopes and of fears. We hope that, Long years we will wait To hear our final fate.
Poem is very good. The flow and the thoughts you create with your words I liked a lot. The final fate is not written for anyone. The test of a good life is kindness and a good heart. Concern for life and death don't mean much for I believe we have no choice in the matter anyway. A outstanding poem. You made me think. The goal of a writer.
Coyote
Poem is very good. The flow and the thoughts you create with your words I liked a lot. The final fate is not written for anyone. The test of a good life is kindness and a good heart. Concern for life and death don't mean much for I believe we have no choice in the matter anyway. A outstanding poem. You made me think. The goal of a writer.
Coyote
this is a word crafting delight, particularly the way each stanza is constructed
to draw an ephasize on the ending statement as the rhythm springs forth, the reader can't help but be drawen into the depth of the pondering, and
and it is powerful, awsome job.