Reality, the tyrant.
#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.
The pictures of our life we envision
The beautiful painting of a bright tomorrow
The thoughts of a fulfilled tomorrow
Are yet suddenly brought to test by reality.
Reality hitting hard on us
Shattering our thoughts of a happy ending
Tainting the beautiful painting
Leaving dents on our perfect scenery
Stealing away the joy we had from the imagination.
Oh why reality?
Why take from us our most perfect handwork
Why replace our fantasy with the hard truth
Forcing the bitterness down our throats.
Frustration setting in,
The zeal to push on slowly dies
The hope...
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.
The pictures of our life we envision
The beautiful painting of a bright tomorrow
The thoughts of a fulfilled tomorrow
Are yet suddenly brought to test by reality.
Reality hitting hard on us
Shattering our thoughts of a happy ending
Tainting the beautiful painting
Leaving dents on our perfect scenery
Stealing away the joy we had from the imagination.
Oh why reality?
Why take from us our most perfect handwork
Why replace our fantasy with the hard truth
Forcing the bitterness down our throats.
Frustration setting in,
The zeal to push on slowly dies
The hope...