My Life Is Like A Puzzle

My Life Is Like A Puzzle

A Poem by Kitt

My Life Is Like A Puzzle

 

My life is like a puzzle

3,000 little pieces

The more I piece together

The more difficult it becomes

One piece will click in

But second thought takes it out

People pull a prank

They steal away some pieces

They come simply to destroy

And leave me to start over

My life is like a puzzle

My life is like a chair

Beautiful and useful

It allows people to take a rest

Their problems casted on me

While they may live in peace

Their burden is still upon me

As they sit down

I make no noise of protest

I simply take it

Weight is overwhelming

I get broken

So I’m casted to the side

My life is like a chair

My life is like a ceiling

Sturdy and flat

I provide protection

I pull people out of the storms

I am used by many

Most take granted I am there

As my back faces the storm

My face remains dry

Eventually a hole will come

And douse the other side

I’m now helpless in the hands of others

My life is like a ceiling

My life is like a flute

Fiddling and Squeaking

It plays the lows

And squeaks the highs

But usually it play the middle

Debating which was to play

My fingers slip

A wrong note comes out

I try to fix it

But it’s too late

My life is like a flute

My life is like a cup

Under a dripping faucet

It’s fine at first

Holding the liquid in

It smiles

Secretly hating every minute

More liquid pours in

The cup begins to fill

Eventually it spills over

The cup’s smile disappears

My life is like a cup

My life is like a deck of cards

52 different faces

There’s two jokers making 54

Joker’s the one that plays

King, Queen, and Jack

Always stiff and serious

Two sided cards

One blank of emotion

Sometimes it’s an ace

Proud to be the highest

Sometimes it’s a two

The worthless number

Wind blows

Cards begin to scatter

Someone cares enough to pick up and pocket

My life is like a deck of cards

My life is like a pen

Sitting there it does nothing

But pick it up to the page

You wouldn’t believe what it could do

But it’s never useful on it’s own

It relies on others

Without a hand to hold it in

The pen will do nothing but stare

My life is like a pen

My life is like a table

Standing on three legs

As long as I don’t move

I am stable

But the slightest pressure

The slightest touch

Pushes me over the edge

I fall and can’t get back up

I am unstable

My life is like a table

My life is like a puzzle

3,000 little pieces

The more pieces found

The more answers I get

My life is like a puzzle

© 2013 Kitt


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I like writes like these. That whole "life can and will just crap on you"
favorite line
"My life is like a deck of cards
52 different faces
There’s two jokers making 54
Joker’s the one that plays" fantastic. now I want to write about how life is like a deck of cards lol

Posted 11 Years Ago


Kitt

11 Years Ago

thanks so much for your review. I'm glad I inspired you.

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