Sweet life

Let the life be sweet.

It has been exactly a year;

To me it isn’t yet clear!

Why the enforced placement near, 

Proves to be too difficult to bear?

Uncomfortable they all appear, 

As if immersed in a deep fear;

Appearing to shed a secret tear;

As if poked gently from the rear;

With the blunt edge of a spear;

To walk the plank and risk life dear!

It is either close tight the ear,

Or change self to suit the gear!

Is it impossible to, love, smear 

And become an object to endear?

Hear! hear! everyone in here! 

Let the life be sweet as a pear.