Taper's Gaze
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 Neither I make a suit, nor I offer a plea, But ask you pause, for tumult grips my soul. Life's journey we embark, for our spree In which radiance and shade twin narratives unroll. I've marked the tapers, fortunes on the wane, And witnessed others, opulently bright. My spirit's core, with grace I now explain, No trepidation dims our facing light, No grievance harbor I, no suit declare, Still shared ambition, fragile, starts to decay. Does fleeting mirth then tear our souls apart? Is this the custom, sorrow's bitter sway? Ah, pace with me, though destinies obscure, Let love's tender promise, transient, yet endure. -- Poet Affaq