Life; es complicada Sprinkling melancholy as failures, rejections and infelicity. At times, even the bad phases last so long; And we forget how the sun used to shine. But they say, life is all a loop And amidst the loops persist jots of jouissance, morsels of merry-making, whits of wonders, crumbs of contentment, drops of delirium which we often leave rebuffed. HOLA PARTICIPANTS, This is Day 4 of PPL, and you have to write a FREE VERSE POETRY! NOTE: free verse is poetic form/technique where the poet does not follow the conventions of any meter or rhyme! ✏You have to write poem in the background that has been given to you
