This Thing Called Life Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

This Thing Called Life

Now it will come
to these lasting poems,

Lasting confusion,
And contributions,
From my long travels on roads,

Maybe not here but to
my songs, a last waltz's,
crescendos of this mighty events,

My travels exceeding expectations,
A poem can give you eyes on this mire,

Can give your ears music to the wind as source
Of sound and light's inspirations,

The brilliance of the sun,
significance of life,

A scribbles on dusts pages to nowhere,
To hear it's heartbeats felt,
stethoscope we proved,
Inside this tremulous existence,

How alive we've been
In the pursuits of the brain
The hurts and the features
remarkably mistaken,

And glad, why the long
covenants with nature,

We gladly accepts all the pain
recalled all its salty moments,

Exulting, grudgingly,
Excitingly beautiful,
Interestingly difficult emotion,
This thing we call Life.