The Irony Of Life Poem by Mihaela Pirjol
The Irony Of Life
To be defeated by prejudice,
When all you need is Love;
To ordinary society, submit:
Thus your spirit dies.
To be guided by light,
For heart the love to find,
To kill the spark of love you feel:
Thus darker your path.
To spend your life just half-alive,
With all your dreams in dream;
To waste yourself in lonely vanity:
Thus you die alone, and never known.
To spend ones life without fully living it is a waste of life. To live only for vanity is a sad way of living life.
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4/19/2024 7:18:27 PM # 1.0.0.1119
To be guided by light For heart the love to find; To kill the spark of love you feel, Thus darker your path.=beautiful stanza