Slowly to the desires
I walked along the way
Lost in the alluring moment
From pride to dismay
Could have learnt better
Tried to have it fixed
If i had stopped and mended
Mistakes that i have missed
Through all the sorrow found
And all the time I lost
The living must realise
Life is worth the most
Aimed for the most worthy
For that is now what i crave
I lived along in my pathetic pride
When my real home was the grave
- Author: RSH (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 16th, 2024 17:27
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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