Roses are red
Violets are blue
The world will go on
What about you?
Nothing stops the inevitable
Oblivion is soaring
The world is concluding
Quit wasting your time mourning
Life's not about people
It's about history
Don't regret what didn't happen
There are reasons behind a mystery
Roses are red
Violets are blue
This poem is over
And at one point your life will be too.
YOU ARE READING
Ineffable
PoetryA book of poetry by an amateur who is trying to get back into writing novels like I used to. This story will never be completed because this holds the words I needed to get out and will always be my poetic diary. Ignore my annotations, I want this t...
