Life is a beautiful thing
It's a roller coaster of ups and downs
A single rose with many thorns
That still holds an equal amount of beauty
A block of clay waiting to be molded
Molded but hoping not to be scolded
By inner demons when let loose
Swallow your life
Like a windpipe closed by a noose
You see life can be happy
But just as sad
It can be as lively as can be
But equally deathly and filled with disease
You see, life is revolved around a single soul
A soul that controls the destiny it possesses
But when that soul becomes lost
We all hope to God life grabs ahold
You see we look at life as a bag filled with success and failure
But in reality, life is like a plant
A plant when treated properly,
Will grow and grow until it can no more
But when mistreated,
Will rot away leaving nothing but decay
I was once told a story,
A story of a man with such a plan
That only he would know the ending result
He is a man that few have seen
But everywhere you look
His master artistry can be seen
He put your soul here for a reason
But when your soul is lost
He comes and retrieves it
With no words needed to be said
And without a cost
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The Beauty In Life
PoetryNobody really understands the logic behind the idea of simply "being." Through the ups and downs, this life has to offer, it's up to you to truly decide which road you will go down.
