What Life Poem by Lidia Anderson
What Life
we walk the streets with bumbling feet,
looking for something that ends in defeat.
the meaning of life and why we're here,
we just keep looking, but nothing seems clear.
what about death we have heard so much,
what to believe about god, death, life and such.
its a guessing game that we cant win,
its the wheel of fortune, give it a spin.
life is something we cant explain,
life is life my thoughts are in vein.
we will know one day what to believe
but it will be too late, so dont be naive.
*AzAdG7*
life is something we cant explain, life is life my thoughts are in vein. we will know one day what to believe but it will be too late, so dont be naive. We have our own experiences of life. To me, life is beautiful. Love it, live it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/24/2024 4:31:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a good read on life. and yes life is something we can't explain.