Brushing Away the Fog
#WritcoPoemPrompt61
We always plan a life like a wonderful painting,
But sometimes, we somehow paint a foggy landscape.
Fools will lay still like a rock and never stop complaining.
But the keen will stand up and paint over a prettier shape.
We envision life like a beautiful painting,
But sometimes, we end up with a foggy landscape, dismaying.
Some people stay stuck and constantly complain,
But the wise ones rise and paint a better terrain.
Like an artist with a brush, we dream of vibrant scenes,
Planning our lives, choosing our own means.
But occasionally, things don't go as planned,
Leaving us in a fog, where it's hard to understand.
The fools, they stay motionless and never strive,
Caught in their...
We always plan a life like a wonderful painting,
But sometimes, we somehow paint a foggy landscape.
Fools will lay still like a rock and never stop complaining.
But the keen will stand up and paint over a prettier shape.
We envision life like a beautiful painting,
But sometimes, we end up with a foggy landscape, dismaying.
Some people stay stuck and constantly complain,
But the wise ones rise and paint a better terrain.
Like an artist with a brush, we dream of vibrant scenes,
Planning our lives, choosing our own means.
But occasionally, things don't go as planned,
Leaving us in a fog, where it's hard to understand.
The fools, they stay motionless and never strive,
Caught in their...