This is my very first poem and whenever i read it now i still feel that this is the most truest( is there any wrd like that) poem iv ever written:
Pain and suffering is what life is,
full of ups and downs
Making me wonder where God is,
sitting pretty in the clouds with His crown.
But i know God is always there for me,
whenever i need
He never turns his back on me,
and is always there to heal and heed.
He is not the one
who gives us suffering and pain,
but its the human who desires everything,
but ends up in vain.
Thinking about myself,
i thought that i am the most unhappy human being
Until i discovered,what i can do,
others can not even dream.
I have caring parents, loving brothers
and charming sisters,
and in a world so big,
many people are alone at every juncture.
Dreams are what everybody dreams of,
having life so splended to live for
but does each and every dream come true,
is the question who's answer i never knew.