Mysteries Of Life Poem by John Florio

Life and love are two different songs,
Of lyrics written by God's hand;
Feelings are expressed in different tunes,
But not sweeter than the mother's croons;
In advance, we can't understand,
With the flow of time we sing the songs.


Joy and sorrow are the fruits of Karma,
Of the deeds we did in the past;
Alternately, we share laughes and cries,
That can't be halted, how hard one tries.
But they're temporary never last,
For we all are playing roles in a drama.


Poverty, richness, ugliness and fairness,
Are individually gifted to all of us;
Half of life is already spent in learning;
The wick of life always keeps burning.
Act with a negative or with a plus,
Life is all about gladness and dreariness.