eternally ephemeral [ poetry & prose ]

The End

The sunrises are a sign
that the nights do not last long
and there’s a whole new day
out there waiting for you to
grasp it in your hands.

The beginnings are mesmerizing,
an experience of an euphoria
that the deep voids in us wish
that it lasts longer and maybe,
just maybe, repeats a thousand times.

But the sunsets,
oh, they truly are intriguing
with the bursts of warm colors
before the sun dips below the horizon,
stroking the sky with its end.

Except, there never is an end.

The ends are in itself
new beginnings.

And there’s more to the
line where the sky meets the sea,
there’s more to just beginnings and ends,
there’s more to the words we whisper,
there’s more to the feelings
that dance and live within ourselves,
there’s more to this world,
and theres’s more to you and me.

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And this concludes the end of this book. Wow, never really thought I’d be getting such an incredible support from all of you because honestly, half of the time, I had no idea what was it that I was scribbling down here, lmao.

But you guys kept sending love my way and I’ll be forever grateful for that. So thank you so much for each time you dropped a comment and for each time you pressed that vote button. Thank you for tolerating with me when I procrastinated. Thank you for reading these ‘poems’ and telling me that I had a way with words (which is kind of hard to believe o k a y. xD) and for always encouraging me to write more.

And also, I’m not entirely sure if I’ll be continuing writing poems but if I do decide to, I’ll probably continue here or make another book or something. It’s still undecided. For now, I’ll be focusing on the other book that’s been waiting there, sitting with a frown, silently asking me to pay attention to it.

Ah, dayum, it’s kinda making me sad that I’m ending this but I have to. :(

Anyway, thank you so much once again! This isn’t a goodbye. <3