Lifes Travesty Poem by Glory Toluwalope

You wake up in the bright morning
With the beautiful and colourful flower
Sitting to appreciate the power of nature
Admiring the feel of existence
Combing through your thought
Remembering life is nothing but maze

The melancholic nature of exisitence
Wanting to give up on the mesmirizing things
But the urge to get somthings well utilized
Building up a flustering heart
Thought of giving up to the pleasure
Then you behold the melancholic feeling again

The pace with which the world moves
The race that accompanies it groove
The wish to remain aloof
The sight of you on a cliff
The feel of being in the path that seems rough
The urge to be on a reliable cliff