I observe the beauty of flowers and the pure bliss of innocence on the faces of dancing children.
I feel the warmth of sunlight on my face and the gentle breeze caressing my face, tousling my hair.
I smell the salty scent of the ocean and the earthy aroma after a rain.
The laughter of children and the sorrowful cries of widowed wives are becoming louder as time passes by.
I feel it deeply and witness everything all at once.
I remember the cruelties I inflicted on all the people I hurt, their cold stares behind my back.
Now, as I approach my final breath, those memories resurface, haunting me,
Regrets and failures weigh me down, draining the essence of life from me.
At this moment, as I draw my last breath, I realize my true fear wasn't death itself.
It was the fear of leaving this world alone, without someone by my side,
without a comforting hand to hold and reassuring words that everything would be alright,
not just for me, but for them as well.
In this final moment, I yearn for peace and rest,
a chance to find solace.
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Fragments of Life
Poetry"Poems of Love and Loss" invites you to immerse yourself in a world of poetry that will leave you feeling deeply moved. With each new poem, you will experience the beauty and pain of love and loss in all its forms. From the soaring heights of passio...
