Zest of Life Is Not Permanent
L-ife is like a twirling wheel,
E-ver rolling around and around;
O-nce you reach the top
N-ext is touch the ground.
I-n this world of changes,
L-ife is like a switching stream or sea;
O-cean that perpetually rises, and river that falls constantly.
F-ortune here is transient,
L-ife truly is like the sun;
O-nce it's zenith is reached,
R-ays at night are gone.
E-arth's season isn't stagnant, life is like the weather;
S-miling sweetly in sunshine; crying in the storm or twister.
R-ealize the ups and downs,
U-nderstand the cycle of event;
I-n fifteenth morn of July,
Z-est of life is not permanent.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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