Trials and Tribulations
Trials And Tribulations
Love comes in many shapes....
As many shapes as hate.
For they are inseperable in
What we call on this earth, A Life.
Sadness follows close behind,
This giant feeling we call happiness.
They are, but a hair's width apart,
In most times of life.
When we cannot seperate them
With a will of own, then it is sad....
Feelings and emotions are
what we humans fashion our lives on.
We shape our spaces
With any feeling that we give power to,
Or deign to identify.
When pain, hate, sadness skips in
Close behind pleasure, love and happiness,
We do not want to entertain the former,
For we are ready to welcome the latter.
Yet, come to think of it,
The opposite give life to similar.
Then and therefore,
We are but powerless to banish
The one we do not want !
So we learn ......
To endure, to make do, to live with,
to forget, and to learn to try to change,
What we do not like.
Such are the tribulations of our life....
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