Life is feats, feasts, and fleeting.
Filled with a shot of morning expresso and juice,
War and peace.
Life is trust and betrayal,
Young and ancient,
Surprising.
Life is annoying alarms at 6am, blurred photographs, wet newspapers, broken dreams,
Smuggled in with comfort and curiosity.
Life is fascinating, forgetful, feared.
Ringing with songs in the shower, crunching of autumn leaves, beautiful harmonies,
Piece by piece,
Fitting into a bigger puzzle.
Life is tears, pain, and recovery.
Hurt, guilt, and uncertainty.
Sometimes overshadowed by belief, colour, and clarity.
Sometimes not.
Written by
Milomi.
Life has all the different colours and shades to it …. Very well described …..👍🎂👌👌👌
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Thank you! I really like writing about ‘life’ and it was fun to write this poem.
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