A season comes,
Then it goes away.
Another succeeds
Continuing the way.
The sun rises.
The sun sits.
A body turns into ashes
Performing its own end.
Changes change
To turn the page
‘Cause life is a continuation,
A phase after phase.
Nothing lasts,
But there is always a new start.
What passed was fast,
But it still has something in the human's part.
Still memories run deep into us
Keeping nostalgic feelings overwhelmed with the loss.
For all what have been ambiguously felt,
For all what have been mis-blessed,
For all what have been left behind,
For all what have been left with no cover to hide,
For all those will miss the coming days,
For all those will regret the trodden ways…
… There should be apologies.
To tap on their shoulders
To be an elegy
To lessen grief
To reduce the sorrow
To give some light
To pave the future way to follow.
… With Apology.
… Yours Sincerely.
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Excellent! In this life the wind of change continues moving forward toward new horizons whether one wants to stop it or freeze it for his own personal purpose! This is a deep and well inked write that clearly shows your talent and potential in the Poetry World! 10+++ Thank you for sharing and keep it up! May the Mighty One above bless you! Romeo-New York City!