In the realm of strength, weakness seeps through,
Even the mightiest souls succumb, it's true.
And those cherished memories we hold dear,
Slowly fade away, shedding their vibrant veneer.
For nothing in this world can truly last,
Time's relentless march leaves no moment unpassed.
The fleeting nature of life's transient grace,
Leaves us longing for a forever that we can't embrace.
In this bittersweet truth, we find our plight,
A poignant reminder of life's ephemeral light.
Yet within this fragility, we learn to treasure,
The fleeting moments, the joys we can't measure.
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoesiaI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
