Our Fleeting World

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5 years ago

Latest Post Winter's Sunder by Arsalan Lavang public

This world is running away—
Fleeting like our shattered dreams.
May you reach old age with a smile,
My beautiful friend.

The flowers—the innocent flowers,
they fill me with sorrow.
We looked on as their petals dwindled
In the scorching winds of our ways.

The years—the long years,
Dissapear, into the next—
Into the after.
Until next year my love,
I will never find you.

I was as solid as the night.
Only your violent kiss
could remove me.

Arsalan Lavang

Published 5 years ago