Never A Blaze Inflamed Loudly Everyday
As my heart yearns for yours to claim
But fate fades away and forbade
In this eternity and plane
Locking our ways to never be the same
Ending all odds for love to flame.
I’ll be the echo that carries your name
Until time wanes dry with the same pain
After meeting you too late in vain,
My cry will be the anthem of shame
Heralding love that never came
Prasing moments we shall never make.
Street photography I shot at Mexico City metro area, in public transportation.
There is beauty that goes beyond expensive cosmetics or posh clothes, a beauty that emerges from the soul and youth. And youth just like a flower is gorgeous for an ephemeral time, and then fades leaving a wake of mementos. But the young don’t care, they just anticipate the future without realizing it is they who are at the pinnacle of life.