life be a mystery
wrapped in coils of love and hate
dreamed up by the innocent
turned cruel by the bad
love be a game
and hate be its enemy
attacking each other endlessly
skies be a gateway to somewhere better
where angels fly among clouds of dreams
earth be a prison
created by haters
made ruined by demons of hell
heaven be a paradise
calling softly to us all
life be a mystery
making even the greatest of angels fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not surprised, again another real good poem here, full of beauty and down-to-earth-ness(don't kno if tht word exists, but hey) 10/10! !