Isn't anybody happy

Sometimes it seems like the whole world has a broken heart..

   

isn't anybody happy

is everybody sad

are you the only one

who lost the love you had

 

has life made you bitter

has it taken way your will

can you only write of sorrow

and the hole you cannot fill

 

must every poet stand

so near deaths narrow ledge

to pen their words of loss

that leads to forlorn edge

 

 

where is the lesson

in broken heart

to love again

and again, to part

 

what fools are we

to cry the night

over love gone wrong

which was never right

 

isn't anybody happy

let us dance in our pain

and wait till tomorrow

to do it all,again

 

it is life, it is life

celebrate loves painful end

for you are of the blessed

to have felt the sting, my friend

 

write your lines of love lost

empty your heart to all

forget the one and only

there is another, yet to call

 

remember this pain you feel

let it's memory never die

it was the love you loved

till your true love heard you cry

Reviews

[Carole]

Pain produces character. Those that have had a perfect life, (and I have met a select few) have no depth. Even then, we allow our circumstances to make us bitter or better.

This is a thought provoking write, Rain. You have written some pretty amazing poems as of late. Pain tends to bring out our poetic side, doesn't it? Some where I have a stack after my mom's death and when I finally come across them, it is here they will be. Had enough of the dreadful thing to choke a horse. These verses
help us to look at the bright side of the sting of pain...

it is life, it is life
celebrate loves painful end
for you are of the blessed
to have felt the sting, my friend

Thanks for the write. Carole :-)