Uncertain life.

A beautiful Sonnet.

Time is passing in rapid way,

We are dreaming and sway.

Thinking it must end, it will end,

We shall grow old at the end.

Loveless, unlovely, weak and old,

Fold and every parts bowed.

In the course of life long,

We will feel nothing staying prolong.

Time would trust in between to flitch away,

The rose gleams from you peak, fade to grey.

My passion and thy grace would steal,

In the dark of night and without weal.

My heart is darkened with AOTA dreads,

And think how to love, my heart is fixed.

A beautiful sonnet written by @oodeyaa

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