Everything Ends Poem by Izobelle Pulgo

the person who is the happiest
during a good time
is the saddest
when he is alone.

the loudest laugh,
the sweetest smile,
you'll never know
how much people cry.

the cool facade
of a beautiful face
could very well belie
a pain without a trace.

the silent tears
through the years
could be scars unseen
and wounds unhealed.

happy intervals
of friends' memories
one could laugh the hardest
even for a while, at least.

and then the world turns
and time passes
reality came
and everything was just ashes.

the moment ends
the laughter fades
memories blur
as friends
farewell, they bade.