Film Critic

𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱

your life is like

a moving picture;

you watch the people go

they walk off as the film rolls.

 

in between

the lens and light

only dust lit up by afternoon.

 

movies don't last,

so neither will we,

but I'd bet you turn your life

into art

to be remembered,

and live that way.

  • Author: 𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 30th, 2025 23:03
  • Comment from author about the poem: i finished Misery by Stephen King, i really liked it. I'm so sad that Monday is coming.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange
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  • sorenbarrett

    How transient is life but a blink. This poem uses great imagery to convey this. Nicely done

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    It really is a great novel..and me too on Monday...of course, no Monday is over and I am dreading Tuesday. There's no end! 🤣😭 All that aside, I loved the poem, Hayleigh! Life is here one minute, gone in a flash. Brilliant metaphor! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛



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