The Hopeful One:
This life is a book with tattered pages
Stained with years and tears of readers
Most were pictures of despair and sadness
Cuz the love story is yet to be carressed.
Turning the page to the prologue
Eyes won’t see much but dialogues
Yet as each chapter unfolds
A glimpse of a life that holds.
Life is an enigmatic journey
Nothing to be cracked in a hurry
For the answers and the pieces
Should fit and match the spaces.
The Hurt One:
The end is near, the reader shuts his eyes
The book shall be closed to wait in the shelves
May the next one, I pray at all times
Learn how to read between the lines.
The Hopeful One:
Read with your heart and not your eyes
Feel with your mind and not your hide
Hope with your all, your soul, your heart
And life shall be full and smiles will be much.
mdp/'02
The book of life what a great read it is. well done Liv. Regards Dave T
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice and interesting piece.....in many ways similar to my poem PAGES. I really liked it............thanks for sharing.