In this realm where mortals roam and tread,
A canvas painted in hues of dread.
Beneath the jests, a somber tale unfurls,
In this grand theater of the worldly whirls.
We wander lost, in a labyrinth's embrace,
Each step a test, a journey we must face.
Born into shadows, amidst the strife,
To seek the meaning, the essence of life.
A stage it seems, where souls must vie,
To prove their worth beneath the sky.
Beyond the veil, where mysteries entwine,
Destinies shaped in the fabric of time.
Yet beneath the laughter, a solemn tone,
As we grapple with shadows, standing alone.
In this theater of life, where we all dwell,
Do we ascend to heaven, or descend to hell?
So let us play our parts with grace,
In this cosmic dance, in this mortal race.
For when the curtains fall, and stories are told,
We'll find the truth, in the journey we've strolled.
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Comments (1)
This was so wonderfully penned! Loved your poem!