The “lows” And “ups” Of Life Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

River valleys and mountaintops
Life is forever flowing
Sweeping through time unabated
Unhinged by the day of happiness
Nor by the flowing tears on a rose
Life goes on, they say

The valleys of life are uncompromisingly painful
Covered by a mist of sadistic sadness
Sorrowful beings bound to their flowing tears
Hearts full of unexplained sadness – depression
Lonely souls unable to reach the light above
Lost spirits wrapped in their on misery

The lowest end of life is brutal
Sipping your energy through a straw
Unconcerned by the wicked thoughts
Bombarding your mind with evil intentions
Suicidal thoughts awakened by the coldness of your heart
Life seems to come to an empty end
With no good memories to revel in
Only a thick blanket of sadness

The mountaintop of life is a blessed place
Surrounded by tranquility and blissful moments
Dressed in beautiful snow caps
The party hats are worn with pride
Paraded along the ecstatic streets of life
Unfazed by the slopes on the mountainside
Or the bellowing sound underneath the volcanic mound of life
Life’s peak is a maze of beautiful things
It is a beacon of hope and love
It is a temple of pleasure and happiness

The “ups” and “downs” of life are light years apart
Pulling forcefully on the fabric of life
Pummeling us mortals with bullets of sorrow
As well as plastering our hearts with euphoric moments
In a perpetual tug-of-war
Life itself is wrapped in a canvas of stone