Life is like a river that always has to end,
Sometimes you go by yourself and sometimes with a friend,
Though everyone knows it's necessary,
Few rarely want to leave,
The maybe happy ending they finally have acheived.
Life is like an ocean,
Far too deep to judge,
Though every ocean has something special,
There's always at least one smudge.
Life is like the sky,
it's gentle and it's soft,
But when a storm comes across it,
It becomes vicious and is scary,
It makes me want to cry.
So when your all alone in the dark,
There's always someone waiting with a match,
And maybe a tiny spark.........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
NIce, not all of it rymes but it doesn't have to it's cool in it's own way! !