Sometimes, I think life and irony are synonymous because there’s so much of one in the other.

The wanting to “live” it up so much and just driving yourself to death.

The not liking all you are and what you have and simply loving everything someone else is or has.

It’s in the fact that we all want to be happy but we really don’t like to give; we think getting, taking, having it all is the way.

It’s in our inability to enjoy the journey because we cannot wait to arrive.

It’s in trying to accomplish and feel accomplished without any challenges.

It’s in always seeking the easier route. How can we enjoy the joys without blood, sweat and tears?

It’s in being immensely selfish and expecting the universe to give to us. Expecting the world to be selfless. But, we are the world.

It’s in our self loathing whilst we expect others to love us.

The irony of life is having it all and not appreciating the Giver. It’s only remembering Him when life takes it all away.

Irony is saying we love someone and burning with envy when something good happens to them.

Irony is the beauty of the dying leaves in autumn.

Do you see why life is ironical?

  • *snapping* Yes! Yes! Yes!

    i need to constantly remind myself that there is joy in the journey and i don`t need to be so consumed with my destination.

    it is in our self-loathing while expecting others to love us.. ah! so true.

    This is a great post! thank you for writing and sharing.

    • Thank you Estti!! xx

  • I’m absolutely in love with this post.. Thanks for sharing!

  • Love love love this poem. It’s a very thoughtful poem, and very ironic in its presentation of the irony of life. You rock!

    • Whoop! Thank you! I just love it when people can still appreciate posts from so long ago and aren’t afraid to still leave comments. YOU rock! x

  • Love love love this poem. It’s very thoughtful and deep, and also very ironic in its presentation of the irony of life. You rock!