Anonomus Scorpio Poet Free verse

Fabric

Our lifetime is a living fabric that we all adorn 
Experiences and interactions vary with all seasons
The threads filled with promises we've all sworn
Outfitted with various triumphs and treasons
Full of knowledge, it becomes tattered and torn
Yet filled with strength for unimaginable reasons
In the end, it will be there when all that's left is to mourn

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Paige Hind February 15, 2023 at 11:50 AM This is a beautiful metaphor, but kind of a loss... I liked the ending. Very deep. Anonomus Scorpio February 15, 2023 at 12:05 PM Thank you very much Paige for the interpritation..I am very glad you enjoyed it. Warmly A.S.

I Am Anaya February 6, 2023 at 1:18 PM I agree, Scorpio! We embellish that is our nature, some their jeans, some their leather jackets, it's the quality of the fabric that lives on as will your lucious poetry. The Shroud of Turin what possibilities if found! Anonomus Scorpio February 6, 2023 at 5:57 PM Thank you Anaya for your beautiful interpretation ;) A.S.

Anselmo Boles February 5, 2023 at 10:38 PM So much validity in the lines of your poem. Triumphs and treasons, and all the promises that we keep, some fulfilled others thrown. I feel your innermost feelings in this write. Cheers...ab Anonomus Scorpio February 6, 2023 at 4:00 AM Thank you A.B. very much for the kindness and encouragement Best Regards A.S.