Woe is
unto me
Thou
shalt never see.
Despair,
Despair, despair
Viciously
ripped, unaware
Beams
of amity like the essence of air
Flowed
smoothly through destined to share
So
precious, so pearly, so diamondly rare
Velvety
threads of gentle care
Time
has sought the light of th sun
Time
has sought the light of the moon
manifested
together into a spirit as one
seeping
into the darkness of the noon
Time
has climbed the mountain of the hour
Time
has built the gigantic tower
Crumbling
down the tower did fall
Shattering
my sky and deafening my call
The
consuming waves lashing my rock
Shuddering
its core with immensing shock
Confused,
bewildered, I couldnt understand
Seeking
the always affectionately mellowed hand
Visible
only was footprints in the sand
Lost
was I now to the ocean and the land
The
rose of amity had withered too soon
And
fell prey to the solemness of sadness and gloom
Impulsively
excavating and blending into the earth
Cherished
Amity had suddenly disappeared
I turned
around, a moment of breath
But
amity had soon met its death
