Life

For sure the world is full of tricks..
A game where the loser gets to win..
Time passes us by before the clock ticks..
Today.. respect to the kind is more like a sin..

do not get fooled by the appearance..
Not all what shines is gold..
A weapon that man possesses,endurance..
Learn the lessons from stories that have been told..

Hold on to your principles tightly..
All what matters is the end..
Laughs turn to tears, tears turn to laughs..slightly..
you will discover who is an enemy and who is a friend..

Learn to think.. learn to feel..
For you have a brain and a heart..
there is time for fake and there is time for real..
there is time to unite and there is time to part.

This life is full of enigma.. a strange theme..
It talks to us in a secret way..
The road to victory is not a dirty scheme..
it is when we learn to obey it.. and when we should go astray..

Many people complain how life is unfair..
Many people don't know how it teaches the best..
Some chose to take their lives or in mirrors they stare..
Some followed the right paths.. leaving the rest..

do not get desperate, do not lose track of the light..
Hold on to yourself.. know that you are strong..
Desperation is a dark spot within your soul while hope is bright..
There is always a chance to right a wrong..

That is what we call a life..
It teaches us and makes us laugh or cry..
Sometimes you turn to peace and sometimes you have to strife..
Never question its decision.. you will later know why..

Nothing remains the same..
Change is a constant fact..
Unknown gets to know fame..
The future collides with the past..

Learn to agree to life.. learn to smile in its face..
Let it take you wherever you have longed to be..
It will fulfill your dreams and take you to another place..
One step at a time..but life's job is to see more than you can see..

Wrong or right..
Peace or fight..
It all depends on how we hold on tight..
It all depends on whether we can see beyond our sight..

Love or hate..
Coincidence or fate..
Life is a mixture of both..
Nothing is too early..and nothing is too late..

Just trust yourself..
Put your hand in your heart..
The end is all what matters..
It was never the start..

* The 1st poem i ever wrote in my life. I wrote this in Larnaka, Cyprus, during a chilly night by the sea.