Student Blog Published on 2024-09-13 In shadows cast by fleeting years, We walk the path of silent tears, The days go by, like whispered sighs, In the fading light of endless skies. Dreams once bright now gently fade, In twilight’s grasp, they’re softly laid, The echoes of what might have been, Hunt the spaces we live in. Time’s gentle hands, they pull us on, Through moments lost and chances gone, We chase the sun, yet still it sets, Leaving behind a trail of regrets. In quiet nights, we find our truth, The fragile beauty of lost youth, And is sorrow, something stays, A tender in the darkest days.
