Life is pure JOY

I felt like I was in sixties when I was in thirties

I had true nightmares when I thought of your agony

I worded it I hated you direct in your face

I wondered why I could not think of you even for a day

It may be called unrealistic world of dreamers

You may word it false belief of you can fix it 

I simply do not know what it is really

I have only quarter of the past years left behind

It may be all good that there are real answers

All flowers bloomed may not fulfill what is meant for

Let me stand in the corner of this world just as a bloomed flower

I must have full filled everything what is meant for 

This fragile life there is no secrecy nor even perfection

The rain and wind mended those flowers

It is the perfect blooms of all seasons of life

Wow! finally life seems so meaningful and pure joy

Author's Note

Life is good, life is worth, life is a real gift

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Yes, life is a real gift...we need to appreciate all of our flowers that have bloomed...
when we think of trials and tribulations we endure, we might remember there are others not nearly as fortunate as we are.
j.