Farewell
Perhaps later, you and I will meet again. Fortunately, you and I will meet again. Unfortunately, it is no longer you and me who meet again
It's not a parting of life and death.
Nor is there a long pavilion ancient path.
Just on a sunny afternoon
We walked in different directions tacitly.
When the wind blows,
It blew away the time when we were inseparable.
The day of parting
The afterglow dyed half of the sky red.
I thought it was a preview of the gathering.
I never expected it to be the prelude to the end of the event.
It was only later that I understood
Some farewells
There was no wave.
Recollections that leave only memories
The wind was very gentle that day.
Like our past
The clouds were very light that day.
Like our ending
We said goodbye with smiles.
But at the moment of turning around,
Tears welled up in the eyes
From then on, the mountains and seas stretched far and wide.
Let's go our separate ways.
About the Creator
Luna
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FPS: The Last Flame Challenge Winners
Welcome to our first Winners Announcement of the year and to the final challenge in the Fall Poetry Series. The Last Flame invited writers to sit with endings, using fire as a central image to consider what remains when something burns out: ash, warmth, memory, silence, or the faint promise of what comes next. The strongest pieces treated endings as gradual rather than sudden, allowing them to flicker, dim, and linger.
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