A Journey We Never Planned

*A Journey We Never Planned...*

Life is a collection of the days you die
A gallery of your thoughts, words and actions
Written carefully on every sleep

Life is not serious
It is a happy little toddler
Who cries when he falls trying to stand
Laughs when he finally stands and walks
But always meeting stages
That brings him a paradox
Of laughter and tears

Life runs so fast
And fades in a glimpse
It is a shadow we can't hold
But only see its silhouette
We only realize how it pranked us
When we see the mirror
Flaunting our wrinkles

But life can be mean
When we loose friendship
To of our frenetic ego
When we hide our hearts
And never got drunk in love

When we worked all day and night
Leaving mama to talk with our pictures
When we spent our little leisure
Buying people's problems

Yet life is simple
It gives you time in a basket of eggs
A chance to walk in a straight line
Minding your business
It gives you peace in the strangest places
Allowing you to follow your heart

It gives you unprecedented death
To show you there is always an end
And you shouldn't spend all day
Gathering enemies

Life is precious
You can't afford it
You can only live it
While it lasts...

©Achi Gp Nuel.

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