The Beauty of Impermanence
A rose, a sunset, a wave,
All things that must fade away.
But in their beauty, they give
A glimpse of eternity.
The Beauty of Decay
The fallen leaf, the withered flower,
The abandoned building, hour by hour
all speak of the passage of time,
And the beauty that you can find
In even the most fleeting of all kinds. things .
The Beauty of Death
The last breath, the cold ground,
The empty space, all hold
A mystery and a wonder
That can never be fully known.
The Beauty of the Unknown
The future, the unseen, the unknowable,
All these things hold a promise
Of something new and exciting,
Something that we can’t yet imagine.
The Beauty of the Uncertain
The question mark, the possibilities,
The hope, all these things give us
The courage to keep going,
Even when we don’t know what lies ahead.
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Midnight Confessions
PoetryUnveiling the raw truths of growing up under the cloak of midnight. Midnight Confessions is a poetry collection that delves into the messy, beautiful journey of growing up. Of what it feels like being in the moment, feeling the a gut-wrenching heart...
