change is not stubborn
as is a long-shriveled hand~
c’est la vie bygone
Such is life
A mixture of happiness and strife,
Not always in equal measure
The sadness and the pleasure,
We must take both in stride
For we are only along for the ride,
Trying to gain a modicum of control
To make ourselves indelibly whole.
written March 15, 2022
the cat cries to go out and then in; just another day
You can't always get what you want
But you can change what you want
And perhaps then you'll be able to get something like that
It will not be the same thing
But it will be of the same kind
Such is life it won't bow down to you
Instead figure out what you're lacking
And find yourself in all those wrong
Someone might see you as gold
And someone might see you as diamond
They both have great value
But one's worth more than another
If you know what I mean
4LF
Surprises?
Life is full of them;
One minute you're smiling,
The next you're full of tears...
Brief is the joy the world gives
—Grief, the end of its kind;
A promise the most uncertain,
A happiness that never lasts...
Sometimes it is sunny,
Sometimes it is otherwise;
Sometimes it sounds funny,
Sometimes it is far from that...
Meadows, trees, butterflies,
Moods, shadows, painkillers;
Love, kisses, epic fantasies,
Bombs, wars, endless woes...
For such is life and all it is:
One piece of many parts
—All but plethora of episodes
Played at different times.
People with their dogs
People with their cats
Falling off a log
Slipping on a mat.
Smoking cigarettes
Breathing selfishness
Sport heroes largess
Demonic effectiveness.
Misunderstood opinion
Nail in a tyre
Tears from an onion
Smoke from a fire.
Pains in the neck
Patience always tried
Useless getting upset
Because such is life.
Well, when you want so much from your life..
Neither you have Girlfriend nor Wife..
Any Idea you propose, gets decline...
All you can see is darkness, No Sunshine..!!
Such is life ...Such is life..
You want to speak out loud on Mic..
You want to tell your Boss, you work hard but no salary hike..
Whatever you do is not rite...
You are hungry for food but all you have is Vegemite..
You try hard but can't sleep at night..
You keep thinking about what is wrong and what is rite..
Such is life..Such is life..
Regards
Deepak Kaushal
Methinks thou doth think too much
When such is life and life is such
Neither a borrower of others rhetoric
Nor a lender of the same be
Unlock the prison of your mind
So that you can be free
Be unconstrained of human distress
Don’t dare dwell on your transgress
Instead go ye into the desert of your heart
And let the healing fountain start
Some work an entire life-time hardly getting by
Others are blessed from birth; barely needing to try
New blisters forming daily; bodies taking a toll
Nothing left to sacrifice, but a tired empty soul
Never able to plan ahead, for the future seems so bleak
This is the parody of the working man; trying to make ends meet
Lack of an education, but hard-working with hands of steel
Working from sunrise to sunset; in order to provide his family a meal
Underprivileged and inflated with debt; his spirit still soaring high
As his eyes gaze over his loved ones, his body releases a heavy sigh
Wondering what tomorrow will bring and if a raise is soon to arrive
Just one lucky break is all it will take to ensure their ability to survive
Struggling and scrounging has become a ritual their very accustomed to
Apologizing to his supportive wife, “I’m sorry this was the best I could do”
Her eyes now filled with tears as she takes him by the hand without strife
My love for you was never monetary and the remainder is such is life
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
Infernal fire, Saturnus satire
The kiln that melts the satin strings
and stirs things far beyond belief
The relief it brings, infamously bought
then intimately brought
As life lessons sing about everything
so incessantly taught
Evocation retort against love
Where hearts beat to aching extent
and pain stings as incandescent
as lightning strikes from above
Leaving malformed and dented
the punch bag of pride
As the moral gloves come off,
unintended but evanescent
To retaliate with subtle strikes
and fight back against the mauling
of purpose that died
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