“Life”

With the sun, you’ll smile
With the moon you’ll cry
With the day, solutions
With the night, tempests
With the faith,
the great trophy of winning.

When it’s time to sleep,
afraid, you will be,
nightmares will come,
sorrow as well,
and tired of it,
you will scream.

After the evil night,
the clearest day will come,
nightmares and sorrow will be gone,
and now your sadness,
into happiness will be turned.

The sunny day,
will now bright for you,
finding the solutions
where you couldn’t see them.

As always,
the darkness will be first,
while the lucid day
will come after to relief your tears.
That’s what life is,
thorns in the way to heaven.:::hug::: ​

 

chilloncita muy buen poema me gusto mucho alabado sea este poema la quiero mucho siga asi (soy el primero xD)

 

EXACTO LLORONCITO, Y MUCHAS GRACIAS POR TU COMMENT, :::hug::: ​