Years tick away with
their incessant urgency,
days expire in a breath;
There is not world enough
to encompass all that
has been dreamt;
Unrequited dreams are
promises of a future
aborted in the womb;
I am left raging
with the fire
of a thousand unborn Suns.
The transience of time.”Unrequited dreams.” An excellent capture.
Beautiful..
Lovely…. the punch line ending well.