Treasure Island

Karen GonzalezVidela


Life


Life was once
what scared us all.
It was the way we feared,
the way we hid,
the way we saw darkness
and never searched for the light.
Life was once
what killed and made us cry,
what hurt and made us die.
It was the knife that we used to cut,
the gun that some had touched.
But now I see,
that life is the door,
the one that opens even more,
the one that is always there,
the one that will guide me where,
the one that will show me the way,
so that when I get lost,
I can find my way home.

Submitted: Sunday, January 26, 2014

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  • Craig Mize (1/29/2014 9:32:00 AM)

    I love this poem it is a very refreshing read, because of the message it displays. Keep writing these beautiful words my friend (Report) Reply

  • Tiku . (1/27/2014 6:53:00 AM)

    Very nice.Ends in a positive note.liked it.Keep inking Karen. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (1/26/2014 3:09:00 PM)

    that life is the door
    Nicely expressed.
    And maybe life is knife is the surgeon's hand. Beautiful poem. Keep writing and I would like to see more and more of your poems. (Report) Reply

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