Existence Is Imperfect
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Life launch with the first scream from womb.
Then took off and slammed in the tomb.
Life isn't just about fun and game.
We must fight until forms are lame.
It is round lore beyond expounds.
Numerous sighs like cosmic clouds.
Gain wisdom young to clinch good life.
And swear youthful strong for old rife.
Fame is the world's greatest treasure.
The known name stands when flesh festers.
Life is brief but art spreads and chimes
Love is the best kind of sublime.
Life can only be grasped backward.
Yet, one must astir it forward.
I sleep and dream life is beauty.
I wake and see life is duty.
Veiled maxim is hard to fathom.
I am stirred by the dance phantom.
Lasting and thrill success is you.
Life is noxious, dazzling with hue
Life has better worth than money.
And the right to live is holy.
Listen while straining to be heard
Insight turn suitable through yield
Sewage and grime, fog and rainfall.
A wave, sunlight, blizzard, and squall.
Man is shaped by a dry, grim doom.
Life and soul are one such tense bloom.
Life has sharp curves, is garrulous.
Life may be strange and perilous.
You will crash, and will often dance.
Keep the beat free and try new stance.
Written: June 6th, 2022
Life Is Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron Flores
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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