Sometimes we feel like crying,
and sometimes smiles are genuine.
Laughter fills the air
and love is all around.
Why can’t it be -
that we can feel free?
Free to live and love,
make life a real holiday
There are days -
that are a joy to live.
Days that seem,
like a heavy burden.
Sometimes loneliness,
strikes like the hour hands,
upon a clock counting each hour -
tick, tick, tick.
Why must it be -
that life cannot always be carefree?
How wonderful the days
in childhood were spent.
So we must look,
toward our dreams,
to lift us above the ordinary
and make our lives a joy.
Sometimes it just seems -
like everything takes time.
Nothing ever flows,
as smoothly as we would like it to go.
Sometimes almost everything
seems like a chore.
so hard to make it -
so hard to believe.
Then comes the sun,
shining through the clouds above.
Life falls into place
and we can move on.
Sometimes love comes easy
and other times it’s nowhere to be found,
but on the best days, we can live and love –
Sometimes...
About the Creator
Rasma Raisters
My passions are writing and creating poetry. I write for several sites online and have four themed blogs on Wordpress. Please follow me on Twitter.
Comments (1)
Sometimes almost everything feels like a chore That line resonated so deeply with me. Loved your poem!