Existence

life is like a twisted maze

with hills and spins and turns

no one knows which way to go

they simply live and learn

dreaming of what they once had

or what could someday be

days pass by so quickly but,

so slow to them they seem

memories like dreams of old

congress inside the mind

teaching them to recollect

on all they've left behind

a week, a month, a year or two

their labor pains birth change

as generations come and go

like storms that bring the rain.......

Author's Note

don't really care about format or punctuation with this one.....just putting it out there

Reviews

[Pax]

very wise indeed!
rings true in your verse..
great job!

[Avocations of Amber]

thank you for reading.... :)

[teardrop]

love the last four lines the best, simply wonderful write

[Avocations of Amber]

Thanks for the feedback!

[Ed Hart]

brilliant and wise...