In summer's embrace, July slipped away,
Its days adorned in sun's golden array.
Through laughter and warmth, memories we'd make,
Like fireflies dancing by the shimmering lake.
With lazy afternoons and skies of blue,
We strolled hand in hand, just me and you.
Time fluttered past, like a butterfly's flight,
Leaving us yearning for endless delight.
July's fleeting moments, like shooting stars' gleam,
We cherished each second, like a cherished dream.
As twilight descended, we whispered goodnight,
Hoping to hold onto that fading light.
But seasons must change, and July must depart,
Leaving a whisper of summer's sweet heart.
Yet, in our souls, its essence will stay,
As we bid farewell to July's tender display.
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The Battles Within
Poetrywell well they say those people who stay up late will die early. But the generation we r living in are wide awake till late.... what to do this society this pressure this battles within us can we just control all these? let's read some relatable stu...
