In the beginning, Love was the password for all,

but it’s true meaning was understood  only by some.

For the rest of us caught up in the game of Chaos called human emotions

basking in joy one moment and swimming in sorrow the next.

The truth is  there’s no winners or losers

just trial and errors,

and lessons learned through different lifetimes.

In the end, Love is the password for all,

but it’s true meaning is only understood by some.

Categories: My thoughts, Poetry

Tags: life, love, Poetry, writing