Choose Life

Poem By Lenore Lee

I cry and I don't know why,
I vent and stress,
I struggle in a mess,
I scream and feel frustrated,
I lie and feel hated,
I cry and I don't know why.

I cry and I don't know why,
I sigh and smile,
I am tranquil for a while,
I sing and feel liberated,
I know my life is surely fated,
I smile... and I know why.

Comments about Choose Life

Thoghts so succinctly expressed and a wonderful finish to those thoughts which haunt so many of us. I have found another of your poems that I will enjoy returning to many times.
truly philosophical poem....
Beautiful! A reservoir filled with powerful words, rich imagery and great rhymes! A masterpiece, as always! 10+++ Thank you for sharing and keep it up! God Bless You! Romeo-New York City http: //romeodellavalle.com (My Visual Poetry webpage)
Wonderful, excellent, I feel like only writing super superlatives here. It is such a great truth. Life is so complex, Often we cry, Often we are in tumult But if we look inside, we do not find a good reason. If we smile, it is so easy to find a reason and what is more, the world will smile with us. Fantastic poem, really inspiring. Keep writing more, Lenore
Woow! what a beautiful picture contains all the colours of life, another great poem ^^__^^ Keep inspiring us! ! ! ! ! : D


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