Caricatures out of thin memories

Traversing through the long jaunt of this existence
once canst avoid but make some acquaintance
few to your pleasure, most to your leisure; still others under pressure
circles of these acquantainces, one of which put forth in these verses
dont get this wrong, an attempt to draw portraits out of personalities

starting out with the feminine duo who introduced me to the battleground
one with a womanly grace, too hard to simulate
and the other with a kiddish elegance, that no other can emulate
a long haul year passed with their presence,
till they passed on in search of saner battlegrounds
Then there were the young lads of mettle
fighting the odds of growing against tyranny of heirarchy's
one had to be a martyr after three years of hard struggle
but he's away now in his own abode far away from these pastures
while the other is still fighting, set to achieve his 4 yonks of persistence
There were also the overseers, the trio expected to sail this through
but then was claimed one's future endeavours, leaving the other two in the wind
a mix of ruthless efficiency and placid effectiveness
thats what they bring in them and lead us through
Again there were these two warriors,
expectant of glories that their dreams had forseen
unbelieving yet continued for a distance
one fell to his ideologies, sought refuge in own's passions
other gripping to terms with it, seeks to find his own course
while a lady with gracious demeanour makes her way through
so does a vicious soldier confused and treacherous
and a square human with humility, too hard to locate
also an altercating egoist, too hard to placate
an eon of comradery, experiencing blissful fiesta
some going some arriving, i am a dispassionate observer
then came a barrage of people stretching these acquaintances
a confident young man of high ground and standing
toils along with us and at times made to lick the dust
a gentle soul also finds a place in this dilapidated battleground
so do a masquerading trio of faux expressions and otiose deliveries
among all a promiscuous lady shattering convictions of a womans grace
and a pettish explorer, too confused to accept his own fate
all these that travel along with us in our quest
to be the survivors where others have lost to better fires
its only a matter of time now that all of this
fade from being thin memories to hazy reminiscences