Get Your Premium Membership

History

Life is as it is when it comes, My friend- it is as it is when it comes, We like it, Love it or hate it, We're movin on, From yesterday. Let the bridges burn as you walk, Rise the silver smoke, An' let the silent wind guide your hand, With the blade that carves out your days, From what you see, When I ask, Close your eyes..? Oh it's a carliedahskope of mystery, How the colors dance, in the darkness, An how magicians tricks still amaze, Oh it’s a carliedahskope of mystery, All the History.. Life, is as it is when it goes, My friend it is as it is when it comes, We like it, Love it Or hate it, But were livin it, An' it is as it is- when comes yesterday.. It is as it is and will always be, The History.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 5/9/2012 12:38:00 PM
Ryan... yes we have to enjoy life - sometimes it goes well - sometimes not - yesterday is history .... tomorrow a new chanse - love it / hate it ---- Like your poem alot. Have a lovely week - sending love from Norway and Anne-Lise
Login to Reply

Book: Reflection on the Important Things