Finites Poems | Examples

Life Alive

What's life
The succeeding
Our sessions,
Are finites.

Or the day
We bore?
Firmly lasts,
A million times
In a single life,
Of succeeding
Occupieds!

Else the fear,
Of to die?
Truly makes it,
Killing us,
Our desires.
In a sadness
Of a sorrow!