The Messy Road

This poem tells about life full of challenges that, though we struggle in place, we still find it beautiful in the end.

The Messy Road

Running along the street so full of a load

are rangers tracking the long messy road.

On wheels, reaching the corners of a day,

are legs too stout enduring in dismay,

and up, the guilty clouds made anxious nerves,

underneath, the grumpy roads made the curves.

And so much of the silence that deafens,

More on the passing time, more it deepens.

Cracks here, cracks there, the cracks were everywhere;

road filled with cracks, yet destined to be there.

Though bumps and humps are always on the way,

being there, is so grateful for the day

'cause along the run, beauty is timeless-

viewed from the bleaks, medow's picturesqueness;

aid for a moment of anxiety.

A soulful prayer more than thy bounty.

The long messy road is  leaves that fall

of finest host yet can't control at all.

Author's Note

I hope you like it!

Reviews

[Anisha]

I like the rhyming pattern make me smile. It's beautiful in a simple way.

[Ronald Legaspi Reyes]

thank you so much...