Choosing Losses As Their Gains

Too many...
People.
Too many...
Accept life to grieve.
Too many...
Wear their heartaches,
On wet sleeves.

Too many...
In anger.
Too many...
Show hurt and pain.
Too many...
Unsatisfied,
And complain.

Choosing losses as their gains.

And somewhere inside,
They have hidden all their pride.
And the tears flow like rain,
From their eyes.

The Sun comes to shine.
But it's blocked from their minds.
And they welcome the clouds,
Like lost friends.

And the storms on them descend!

Too many...
People.
Too many...
Accept life to grieve.
Too many...
Wear their heartaches,
On wet sleeves.

Too many...
In anger.
Too many...
Show hurt and pain.
Too many...
Unsatisfied,
And complain.

Choosing losses as their gains.

And somewhere inside,
They have hidden all their pride.
And the tears flow like rain,
From their eyes.

The Sun comes to shine.
But it's blocked from their minds.
And they welcome the clouds,
Like lost friends.
This has to end.

Since this,
Unhappiness...
Can't be a choice,
One lives!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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