#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
and every painful moment I had
both consciously and unconsciously
they also contain the memories of the one love that didn't work out,
the friends I lost and the mistakes I committed.
When I flip through the pages of the book,I just realise on thing
and that is,life in its own way and meaning is complicated
nothing is understandable in life but what else can we do
we just go by what comes out way
the things we don't like,we neglect and the things we like,we follow
we ask many questions but not even a soul has been able to give us the answers to those questions that baffle our minds
we just go by what comes out way.
Life is actually a complicated one and we live life without understanding how it works.
the best experience one can have is the experience of life......


© Cinderella Takyiwaa