personal poem

hi friends, i have written this poem and i hope that you like it:


In the world I am lost


And I think so you are


We all see the bliss


But we go after the sadness


We all see the glow


But we go after the gloom


We know how to vocalize


But we all just cry


The world is filling blossoms


So why we deform it by the thorns


The god give us the live


But we hope the death


A rich enduring grieved


And a poor by the money is dreamed


And I am embarrassed


Many questions a have asked


Money is a means of gladness?


Or it's just the contrast?


If it's a good thing


Why it make the life wild?


Let's say together a word


Your happiness is mine


And my gladness is yours


Let's give a grieved flower


And we sing to a weep boy


This entire world is nothing


If we don't feel of the other


I am for you, you are for me


We are for him, he is for us


Together we can broke the toughness