Laments Poem by Zaal Hijazi

Rather obvious or not,
The World falling within
The Old Sun still shines
On a fresh new horizon
The quarks of distress old
The lamenting of chances sold
In idle confusion sit I
And smile at precious stupidity

All that is gone
All what is done
Opportunities missed
Moments shun
The Prism of Choice
Greys the thoughts
The Circle includes
The ongoing sentiments
And now the sphere
Is tightly shut
Rather obvious or not
My world is falling within...