The Irony Of Life
Things mostly happen in opposite,
It often takes noise, to appreciate silence,
Pains and heartbreak to understand love,
Absence to value presence...
And sadness is require to know what happiness truly is.
Such is the irony of life
The soul is born old but grows young,
And the body born young, and grows old...
That is life's comedy
The rich wanna live an adventurous life of the poor.
While the poor keeps lamenting "if only I was born rich".
It's so simple to be happy, yet so difficult to be simple...
What a tragedy of life!
And the greatest of all "we live only to die".
Copyright © Wonder Yao Tsevi | Year Posted 2024
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