The Book Poem by Liv Mealone

The Hopeful One:

This life is a book with tattered pages

Stained with years and tears of readers

Most were pictures of despair and sadness

Cuz the love story is yet to be carressed.



Turning the page to the prologue

Eyes won’t see much but dialogues

Yet as each chapter unfolds

A glimpse of a life that holds.



Life is an enigmatic journey

Nothing to be cracked in a hurry

For the answers and the pieces

Should fit and match the spaces.



The Hurt One:

The end is near, the reader shuts his eyes

The book shall be closed to wait in the shelves

May the next one, I pray at all times

Learn how to read between the lines.



The Hopeful One:

Read with your heart and not your eyes

Feel with your mind and not your hide

Hope with your all, your soul, your heart

And life shall be full and smiles will be much.


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