moral poem in English
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My life is hard, hardly ever does my head rise above water. My house is empty, hardly is there any laughter. I cannot sleep, I cannot keep still, On my table there is always, an unpaid bill. Each day is like a self rewinding tape, Everything stays the same and I can’t escape. I can’t find salvation through a bible verse, I can’t get any replies from the universe. No one likes me, no one seems to care, This pain of existence is more than I can bear. Life is pointless; there is neither plan nor purpose, I could just throw myself under the bus and nobody will fuss. Wait, things are not so bad now, I was wrong, Life is like a beautifully arranged melodic song. It took a bottle of whisky to change my mind, Everyone around is my friend, the bartender is so kind. I am dancing and singing at the top of my voice, Inside my arms there is a girl called Lois. The bottle is half empty, and my troubles are half gone, I feel no longer alone as I save new numbers on my phone. Lois and I are in love, am tempted to propose, We might be happy after all, I want to buy her a rose. The taxi drops us at my house; “Welcome Lois to my home.” She thinks the place is nice; she thinks she is in Rome. Fast food, conversation, movies and TV shows; More drinks and laughter as the night smoothly flows. Our love story seems perfect as it moves to my bedroom, We are happy and carefree, like a new bride and groom. This moment is priceless, forget about tomorrow, A love story doesn’t always need, to have any moral. My head hurts in the morning, I drank too much. Lois has already left, and I thought she was my best catch. After I throw up I call her, but she won’t pick my calls. She took my money and a watch, from one of my draws. I am empty again, alone and heartbroken. I desperately need a martini, not stirred but shaken.
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Answer:
Appreciate and love
If we are blessed with eyes
Why do we not see
Are the ears we are given
Not capable of you and me
Why do our fingers just
Touch and not feel
And our minds hold evil
Not memories which are real
We should see a child, a baby
A husband and wife
And appreciate the amazement
Of the miracle of life
We should hear the birds chirp
In the early hours of the day
And listen carefully for their wings
As they flutter away
We should feel the heat on our skin
As the sun rises each morning
Or the breath we’ve been blessed with
As we cover our mouth yawning
We should remember the things people do
And the desires they’ve met
Instead of memorizing their mistakes
And being too stubborn to forget
Life has been taken for granted
And stripped of its beauty
We must appreciate and love
As this is our only duty