"Amidst the pleasantries and the cups of wine, lies a desire for an ending; clement and bold."
Paths paved and discords leveled, street lights dimmed as worries heaved; in between moments; the air relentless. I see a table prepared at dusk's end.
"As wishful as it is painful; only restful wished I be, as I perched unattended; joy amiss with a cup of tea."
It might sound ungrateful, but I wish that it would for once go and end well.