Poetry

by Khayyam:

The wheel of time turns on and on,
Each moment gone before the dawn.
Yet in this fleeting world of ours,
We find solace in life's blooming flowers.

Each breath we take, a gift to seize,
Like sweet nectar drawn by bees.
Laughter shared with friends we hold,
Our tales, in hearts, forever told.

As shadows dance and stars ignite,
Let love's embers warm the night.
Life's canvas paints a vivid scene,
A dream we wake, or so it seems.

Khayyam's words, a timeless wine,
Of love and loss, and joy divine.
We drink his wisdom, old and true,
And let life's moments shine anew.

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