The River Of Life Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The River Of Life

And if anything was according to plan,
the way your life should turned out,

or the letters you tried to send on emails,
the girl you'd hope to marry but what happened?
that big house,
big pile of money,
great poetry, ?

You cannot blame the river of life,
this richness in soil, where others are controlled by the empty spaces,
not one incidenceare equal or the same as the others,

the mind will always be adjusting to light and water,
the river of light,
the river of digests,
the river of regrets,
the river of being born,
The river of anything that begins with this life,

Your aging,
Your agnostic transformation,
This magnetic pull from one side to the other,

how one incidence describe the others,
how love or traumas, resuscitate or nearly killed you,

This one from the rivers of woe,
this ones from the hands of fate,
this ones from the hands of a stranger, a friend or assorted lovers,
strangest contraptions of truth diggings, evils and denouements,

Your aging,
Your agnostic transformation,
The hardened carapace or softened tissues of something irretrievable,

that one, or the other rests follows,
mind coated un happiness,
mind coated inherence,
or psychedelic pysillums

Everything rests on the mind who created someways of a descriptions,
paths, interactions and finally it's ultimate hoard of knowing,