The Way It Is Poem by Apurva Prabhudesai

The Way It Is



Now waking up
Before, my eyes were shut
Seeing it the way it is
The first time.
A rosy dream now over
Just the stark reality
The real picture at last
Finding a way through the world
A bed of roses,
Thorns and all.
A little sweet, a little sour
A firm ground, two feet and
A sound mind
To face it all

Sunday, April 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,world
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