Ode to the lost year and ahoy to the new one
2023 was eventful in many ways.
Sunny, gloomy,wintry, blossom everything was encapsulated in those 365 days.
Life had come to a standstill and all I could do was sit and gaze
Looking back it was neither moonlight nor was it a sunlit haze.
Previously in yesteryears, the Afterglow lasted well into the next year,
Nowadays we've numbed our feelings,
no nostalgia can make us shed a tear.
We treasure moments where we felt endeared and cherished
No one wants to remember the times when they were crucified and burnt.
In essence though, everything is important even the time when you sold your soul to the devil
Selling your soul to the devil does not make your spirit evil.
It just makes you a person desperate to find a route out of...
Sunny, gloomy,wintry, blossom everything was encapsulated in those 365 days.
Life had come to a standstill and all I could do was sit and gaze
Looking back it was neither moonlight nor was it a sunlit haze.
Previously in yesteryears, the Afterglow lasted well into the next year,
Nowadays we've numbed our feelings,
no nostalgia can make us shed a tear.
We treasure moments where we felt endeared and cherished
No one wants to remember the times when they were crucified and burnt.
In essence though, everything is important even the time when you sold your soul to the devil
Selling your soul to the devil does not make your spirit evil.
It just makes you a person desperate to find a route out of...