creative

I see a moment passing by
to try? I think
or not to try?

Too late
it has already gone

Dissolving quickly
in the rain
I wonder,
will it
come again?

This dreadful question
comes to mind

Or was the moment
one of kind?
A precious one
forever lost
never to retuen

Are not they all?
I ask myself
A scary though
yet true

A moment lost
a moment found
this twisted circle
going round

So many moments
passing by
without hello
and no goodbye

There goes a day
a year elapsed
a blink, and suddenly
life passed