What is life? What is it all for?
Why laugh? Why cry? Why smile anymore?
Why have a good time when someone is in grief?
Where days are spent away and nights are waltzed into mellow ease
What is life? What is it we ask for?
The denial that it is all about work and play ceases to exist in a rational mind - like old folklore
The tales we used to tell ourselves at night
And sleep away the bad dreams we have, with a smile
There's just no telling what anyone may think or say
Will it? Will it not - be a happy day?
ahh, I must confess I am having a bit of a "everything is crap" day here as well.
ReplyDeleteChin up, cheer up, ey?
Nicely written though.
Shaykhspeara Sha'ira:
ReplyDeleteThank you...
I guess we're all having our 'bad days' ...just waiting for that inevitable sunshine.
;op