Life Is A Trap Poem by Lemony Snicket

A tapestry of sorrow, woven fine,
With threads of joy, a fleeting shine.
A fragile bloom, that quickly fades,
A whispered hope, that life pervades.

The sun descends, a fiery kiss,
Upon a world, in endless bliss.
Yet shadows fall, and darkness creeps,
Where laughter echoes, sorrow sleeps.

A fragile heart, a wounded soul,
A silent cry, beyond control.
The bitter taste of tears we weep,
As fortunes shift, and sorrows sleep.

The gilded cage, a gilded snare,
Where freedom's song, is lost in air.
A symphony of silent pain,
A whispered plea, in rain.

The world spins on, a heartless wheel,
While destinies, in sorrow reel.
Uncertain paths, and winding ways,
Where fragile dreams, in darkness blaze.

A tragic dance, of life's brief grace,
A fleeting moment, time and space.
A silent plea, a whispered sigh,
As life's grand stage, begins to die.