eggs in the basket


   harvest:  `life's cruel joke, a cynical jest,
     in the vessel of fate, we lay our quest,
     with eyes full of hope, we blindly trust,
     but death's icy hand, turns all to dust....

     no resurrection, no second chance,
     just a fleeting pounce, in life's cruel dance,
     so gather your dreams, in a futile remedy,
     for in the end, we're all just debris.`

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Published on Thursday, March 28, 2024.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • sheff On Friday, May 3, 2024, sheff (139)By person wrote:

    I’ve always thought the brevity of life is what makes little moments so important, albeit fleeting. This piece got me thinking. Cheers, mate!

  • LIFEINVADER On Saturday, May 4, 2024, LIFEINVADER (278)By person wrote:

    One must enjoy the moment and appreciate the present, however that is not an easy task... For some... Thank you for the read and feedback.

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