poem of the heart
Life is tough,
It is roughand also short.
Born to fight but for life its war.
Honesty is an essential quality but a rare commodity in life, violence i am told is vice but its as common as rice.
You can afford to cough
No time to rock, nor to hate because life choose is part.
A mystery is life it self,
As auniversal love but can be cruel sometimes.
Things go your way but one day it goes filled with regret an dishes but all hope not lost
Because it brings love and happiness
For it is short and comes ones.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem