I Asked Life, Why
Date: 04/26/2022
Contest name: An original terzanelle poetry contest
Sponsored by:L MILTON HANKINS
I asked Life, 'Why are you so unfair?',
With sadness and suffering shouting out loud,
Happiness is an expensive gem possessed by rare.
Dissatisfaction and desperation surrounding the crowd,
Not making way for contentment in the heart,
With sadness and suffering shouting out loud.
Dear Life, We are sitting hopelessly in your cart,
Why are you taking us through the paths of despair?
Not making way for contentment in the heart.
Why is confidence at every stage shattered beyond repair?
We have become like ants who are stepped on every second.
Why are you taking us through the paths of despair.
I beg you to provide us ways to mend,
The broken pieces of love, respect and strength.
We have become like ants who are stepped on every second.
When will our sorrows come to an end?
I beg you to provide us ways to mend.
But Life, ' Why are you so unfair?'
Happiness is an expensive gem possessed by rare.
Copyright © Kritika Modi | Year Posted 2022
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