few words

glimpse of sorrow the unforgotten truth...
pain of tomorrow the unseen truth...
journey of today a desire in process
the past of yesterday a desire surpassed...
its cost of smile neither u nor me 
life is sarcastic polished with relation
time is director u must play on n on...
desire of love the another aspect n 
the hidden desire expressed in by luck..
what then satisfaction is .. a desire controlled,
or the beauty external a only remark of solitude...