Through left, through right

A flowered desert

Through left, through right
Image Source - https://pixabay.com/en/woman-young-rain-pond-cambodia-1807533/
Everyone desires happiness. It is in the pinnacle of thoughts of every person. People strive for insane hours so they can acquire what they assume will bring joy to their souls. Always award respect to the wants of others and harmony will prevail in the neighborhood.

All roads aren’t leading to Statehouse

All forks aren’t landing on caviar

All hands aren’t resting on car wheels

Yet everyone is happy in this neighborhood

 

A reason exists beyond human understanding

Why one likes this and does not hate the other

Futile are the attempts to change the musings of a soul

For they end with emptiness

 

Some like the smell of ground after rains

Some like dates along the riverbanks

Some like rides to the mountains

Some like the taste of tapioca

 

Some like the smell of fuel

Some like dates in five starred resorts

Some like rides to game parks

Some like the taste of pizza

 

You like swimming in the county pool, I the river

You like living in the mansion, I in the hut

You like living in the urbanized estates, I in the woods

You like random messages of sweetness, I like presences

 

This one returns a wink to the one that owns a car

That one returns to the one who rides a horse

This one repays affection with diamonds

That one repays affection with feather, ink and paper

 

As the day wraps up its belongings,

Each soul is with optimal gladness

Because left or right, a thread passes through a needle

And you sew the cloth.

.


Let us know how you like this article. Like it and Rate it below.
33 0
0
0 stars - by 0 user(s)

Related Articles

I had a class fellow who was very rude to me and day by day my dis likeness for her increases but one day she was talking to my teacher and i sit next to her and she was just like me..i asked her that why she don't talk to people on which she said that because i never found someone who is like me but you are kinda my type and i really love talking to you so i wrote a poetry about her!.

This is another effort from me in which i have talked about the people who cannot speak..Hope you will like it!.

In the pursuit of supremacy, there are multiple challenges. Sometimes the best path comes to an end when you are just beginning to celebrate.

Post Your Comment

There are no comments yet.