Life The Great Mystery. - Poem by Aisha Mone't
Life is a mystery always changing,
life is always being made,
and life is always stopping,
in life you cannot go wrong,
for even if you take another's life,
but its your life.
For even in the darkest night or the brightest day my life is not detoured by what they say.
I listen not to there foul words,
I ignore there ignorance.
I love their hate,
I treasure their feedback,
Because in the grand scheme of life I do not wish to look back and regret but to rejoice for my victories but to remain humble by my loses.
All in all I wish to say Life is a great mystery,
be it as it may.
I find my Sherlock skills fail to understand,
the great mystery as I sit here and wonder did anyone ever solve the great mystery of life? or is it a fools around? but be that as it may I find myself forever trying to solve the puzzle that's in play.
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