Life Poem by R. Ariffin

Life, a coronation of spectacles likewise profound
Categorized into catalogues of event
Comical, romantic, heartrending or disastrous
And the coming of things we dreadfully prevent
As many as we can be, as socially inclined
As they say, no true man is an island
Yet life, a coronation of spectacles likewise profound
See men suffer to become a forlorn tyrant
Blatantly they strive to be the number one
Let come hail or rolling thunder
But as we mount we have the tendency to disregard
That One will always be the loneliest number

sometimes, when we fall, we fly