Every day I wake up
And hear this strange sucking noise, like
A clogged vacuum cleaner.
In my house, when I step outdoors,
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A nameless stranger sticks Out a hand or a rope or a stick, And you grab hold with all your life. Problem is, you get tired, weak, And lose hope in ever getting out. That's when life really does SUCK! .................. very true. We rely on others, we depends on other when we are hopless, we try to lean on someone but not necessarily we can rest with peace on others. Meaningful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Rita. It’s how I feel sometimes and I think it’s pretty universal. Happiness finds you when you don’t look for it; when it does, rejoice in it. Needless to say, all of us suffer at times and there is always someone who’s worse off than we are.
with suckage all around we can cry or play i worry about the alternative, at least i'm here today!
I cannot see what the meaning is, but it is invariably about how life sucks, or how you succumb to it.
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. A poignant bit of verse. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.