In the knitted eyebrows,
of grim and grey,
there's none but sorrows,
likely to stay.
What can bring a change,
is nothing weird or strange,
defying all theories that oppose,
a sweet gesture bring us close.
Life's not a bed of roses,
neither it is of overdoses,
not ignoring what is vile,
let's lighten up the dark with smiles!
Life's not a bed of roses let's lighten up the dark with smiles! .... //.... It's all about one's attitude and outlook. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
congratulation. very nice poem.