One Never Knows Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

One never knows,
What 'truths' are left standing.
When so much depends,
Upon lies...
Told,
And shattered!

One never knows,
If beliefs...
Are myths of schemes.
Or what exists,
Is reality...
One should ponder.

One never knows,
What heartbreaks await them.
Or what it takes,
To escape fear...
Of a life,
Still held dear!

Simple are those days,
Long gone.
With hopes and dreams wished.
Held on to keep them lingered.

Remembering days missed,
And reminisced.
Are like gifts to those who choose them.
Since they seem not to change.

One never knows,
If beliefs...
Are myths of schemes.
Or what exists,
Is reality...
One should ponder.
As they wander!

One never knows,
What heartbreaks await them.
Or what it takes,
To escape fear...
Of a life,
Still held dear!

Simple are those days,
Long gone.
With hopes and dreams wished.
Held on to keep them lingered.

Remembering days missed,
And reminisced.
Are like gifts to those who choose them.
Since they seem to never change.

One never knows,
What 'truths' are left standing.
When so much depends,
Upon lies...
Told,
And shattered!
Although,
This does matter...
To those,
Who choose life...
Just to bloom.
And to grow!

Living a life,
As it is...
Wrong or right.
Who can say...
They,
Really 'know'!

Who lives life as it is...
To say,
They know?

Who can say...
They know?