Life Life Life


Life is a song:

Sung in a happy and sad way

Received from diverse frequencies.

Swallowed in emotions.

Expressed through tears.

And happiness

And  sometimes salty water fountains

    —--- run down

When there are high


Its words are long

Hard to describe 

Sometimes spoken through mumbling

And though smiling teeth says them

Inside its death


Those who are rich can describe it

To the sufferers of the world, it can not be put into words 

  • Author: Cesuke (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 28th, 2022 20:22
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 9
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.


  • L. B. Mek

    (such an enlightening read
    and thanks for inspiring
    my little scribbled rant
    of a reply to your last lines)
    'so true, the well educated elite
    word or paint or act-out
    the words, brush strokes and scenes
    that depict
    the suffering of the lowly, majority
    how utterly obscene..
    well then, mercy be
    that's all in the past, now we're
    all attending Uni's and getting
    that good, good - Degree
    just a shame, we ain't got time
    to write, paint or script
    our own generation's Voice, since
    we're now
    using our well educated status
    to pay back our Uni, debts...'
    (reality, oft resembles
    a bad scripted attempt
    at a morose humoured, tale
    of pseudo existence...)

  • Rocky Lagou

    Yes! I feel life and privilege go hand in hand. If you're born into wealth and prosperity or if you're born into poverty, all add up to the way you view life. 💖 Good poem!

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