Sunday, December 14, 2008

That's Life

I wrote this in a bar, another of my ten minutes poem. That moment, I saw my best friend in that circle of feeling totally used and unloved. But she is strong. This poem is for you, girl.



Who is to say there is a perfect something?
What is to prove there is an ideal situation?
What's done is done,
What has happened has happened.
Sometimes possibility is nonchalant,
Sometimes life is blunt.
Not everything is rainbow,
Not everything is pit hole as well.
One cannot stop a wheel from turning,
One cannot keep it moving to a certain extent at the same time.
Each to their own,
Each to their own timing.
That's life.

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