The Permanent Transient

The fleeting beauty of he blossom
Reminds me of the shadow of awesome

While love might disappear into the void
One is still tempted to be toyed

The wandering thoughts of the wanderer
Leaving me lots to wonder and ponder

Neither joy nor sorrow lasts forever
Yet those in love are not so clever

Reviews

[B]

Love the last line
and this is a very truthful piece
Not ready for this much reality today

Really well done !!