Life

Life isn't some preset
set of rules
where you go in order
from 1 to 100
in an attempt to make it.

 

Life isn't some factory made game
where you roll the die
and move spaces
to reach a goal
set by someone else.

 

Life isn't some massed produced novella
that encapsulates
everything you should have
and desire
within its pages for you to find.

 

Life isn't a play
acted out by people
not yourself
in situations that
may never be yours.

 

Life is.
Finding someone to
spend it with
laughing over coffee
and watching the sun set.

 

Life is.
Having dreams that
many may never understand
and having the determination
to follow them anyways.

 

Life is.
Waking up knowing it's

just another day

and going to sleep knowing
you gave your all.

 

Life is.

Memories and moments
kisses and hugs
successes and failures
that lead to being real.

 

Life isn't a lot.
But what it is
is so much more.

Reviews

[Wórdsmíth]

Life isn't some massed produced novella
that encapsulates
everything you should have
and desire
within its pages for you to find.

One of my favorites stanza! Here, you`ve talked about the relationships which`re seemed, sometimes, like a blank page longing to get written with the ink of love ... and in the mean time, in the blow stanza ...

Life is.
Memories and moments
kisses and hugs
successes and failures
that lead to being real.

... you`ve expressed everything clearly about the beauty of it taking the moments (as the example) of love where success`s seemed not as imp. as failure but at the same time, failure`s not seemed as imp. as success .. which means, we don`t look or appear real in "love" because love never wants us to get appeared as real as heart but as desperate as its beats which further yearn to have the "life" with the passion of "being real". Excellent Poem! I love it ... and I think, you love "Coffee" much ... don`t you? Yeah, me too love coffee by the way. It`s a great thing ever i`ve found in a writer`s life ... like waking up in the morn. Having some sips/cups of it. Reading and writing the thoughts. Starting the day in a new hope to get shine like a sun ... so on. I just enjoyed reading your poem. Keep on!! ;)

[Victoria Mae]

Thank you for such wonderful words, I'm glad you enjoyed it! And alas, I do love coffee lol. It has become my vice as a mother of 3 who works an overnight job, and squeezes in to many things a day!