Pain

In shadows cast by fleeting days,  

Time doesn’t heal, it simply stays.  

It teaches us to walk with sorrow,  

To find our strength for a brighter tomorrow.  

We carry wounds, both deep and real,  

Yet learn to dance, despite the zeal.  

With every ache, we find our way,  

Living with pain, we greet each day.  

Roses of sorrow

If you had a rose for every sorrow,  

You'd have to pick a whole field,  

Petals whispering tales of tomorrow,  

In hues of pain, love, and yield.  

Each thorn a memory, sharp and true,  

In gardens where shadows gently creep,  

A bloom for each heartache, every rue,  

In the soil of secrets buried deep.  

Yet amidst the thorns, beauty grows,  

A tapestry of vibrant grace,  

For in our sorrow, wisdom flows,  

A dance of light, a tender embrace.  

So gather the roses, one by one,  

In their fragrance, find hope, and run.  

Everything is temporary

Everything is temporary, like whispers in the breeze,  

A fleeting sigh of daylight, as shadows kiss the trees.  

Moments dance like fireflies, in twilight's soft embrace,  

They flicker bright for just a while, then vanish without trace.  

Cherish all the laughter, and hold on to the tears,  

For every joy contains a hint of all our hidden fears.  

In every sigh of sorrow, there's a lesson we can glean,  

That life is but a river, flowing through the unseen.  

Embrace the ebb and flow, like tides upon the shore,  

For everything is temporary, yet rich in every core.  

So love with all your spirit, and dare to let it show,  

In the fleeting, find the beauty, in the moment, let it glow.  

The art of yesterday

In the whispers of forever, our hearts entwine,  

Beneath the watchful stars, in a dance divine.  

Soft echoes of the night weave a tapestry bright,  

As shadows blend with moonlight, painting dreams in flight.  

With every stolen glance, a world begins to bloom,  

In the gentle touch of silence, dispelling all the gloom.  

Time becomes a river, flowing swift and deep,  

In the depths of our connection, we find the peace we seek.  

Seasons waltz around us, as moments slip away,  

Yet in the arms of memory, we find a place to stay.  

Your laughter, like a melody, lingers in the air,  

A symphony of joy, in a world that's ours to share.  

So let us roam together, through valleys wide and far,  

With dreams painted on the canvas, beneath the guiding star.  

In the whispers of forever, our souls shall intertwine,  

As we journey through the ages, your heart forever mine.