Life

A poem for Life- the ruiner of all things enjoyable.

Why does life always 

Have

To ruin everything?

As soon as

I

Start feeling

Happy

About something

*BOOM*

There it goes 

Again.

Something happens

And

The happiness

Is not gone-

But

Slightly ruined.

Thanks,

Life.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Maybe, just maybe, the crises are meant to colour us happy? So true your words, but if everything was perfect.. where would comparisons hide?

[Coyote Poetry]

I do understand this poem. When I catch up. Something goes wrong. Life seemed like we must lose to win. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Confused]

That is exactly how I feel! Thank you for commenting!

[Coyote Poetry]

Maybe one day we will catch-up? And you are welcome.