The Last Grain
jepoy
The sand continues to drop,
Just like the rain that refused to stop.
I've witnessed the passing of seasons
Yet you never come for unknown reason.
My journey might end in any moment
Not to meet you is my greatest torment
I'm like an arrow at the end of its flight
No more momentum to reach my dream height
With my last remaining grains
I no longer accept negativity and pain
I only want to feel the beauty and wonder
And that is you, in the other side yonder
How I wish to feel your warm embrace
And hold your hands tightly, despite the time race
No regret even if it's my last grain
If only I could have you before my end!
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