In the abyss of loneliness, man struggles
In the abyss of loneliness, man struggles,
With a soul burnt by darkness and pain,
He fills his heart with immortal memories,
Weaving fantastic illusions in a somber theater.
He gazes towards the Sun and the clouds,
In search of an escape to freedom,
Dreaming of heroes who, in stories and legends,
Weave humanity's destiny in a bold ode.
Women, with beautiful bodies and fiery souls,
Ignite his desire and passion,
While the Cosmos and the Earth rotate,
Each man in search of a divine escape.
Love wounds his heart, when the beloved is harder to find,
Sin tempts him in moments of weakness,
Paradise and Hell battle at the end of life,
Making him wonder where he will find happiness.
Life and death, in an eternal dance, twirl,
In an endless balance between hope and despair,
War and peace embrace in the world of man,
Dragging him into the whirlwind of an uncertain carousel.
Man, in his abyssal solitude, molds his fantasies,
To confront reality with dreams and faith,
In a universe where he falls and rises,
With a heartbeat pulsating to the rhythm of time and destiny.
Copyright © Dan Enache | Year Posted 2023
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