Left is his soul
Eagerly awaited to be a sparrow of heaven
Traveling To your new resting nest
Nothing left, no more
Hugging the arms of death
Lies spreading from the tomb
Blind to the sight of love
The childhood soul is brazenly lost
Leaving with no return
My death song follows you
On our summer woe
Bury it all under the sunny rue
Howling at the moon
Selfish claws took the joy
Grinding the infinity
Destiny is nigh
YOU ARE READING
Two Tears
PoetryFor my love, My HOPE The love we have is a definite testament that spanned decades, though we came from afar place, we were always able to find each other, across an ocean of time. I love you eternally.
