There is beauty in numbered days That existence fades away Your parents warm embrace Your sweet first kiss Are insignificant to the universe But are cherished by us …Why? For what purpose does it serve? Perhaps it’s taste lingers from bitterness
Anyway this is a poem I’m writing for a nationwide competition (I’m in school and I’m competing against my grade). Do y’all chess nerds like it? I haven’t finished if you couldn’t tell btw
That existence fades away
Your parents warm embrace
Your sweet first kiss
Are insignificant to the universe
But are cherished by us
…Why?
For what purpose does it serve?
Perhaps it’s taste lingers from bitterness
Anyway this is a poem I’m writing for a nationwide competition (I’m in school and I’m competing against my grade). Do y’all chess nerds like it? I haven’t finished if you couldn’t tell btw