Like Lilies

Tremble at the gentle sounds of turmoil

That plays from the beating melody of your broken heart

Stand in the winter’s wind to embrace the lingering chill

Of that which was left by the frozen soul of a lost lover

As the moon eclipses our dearly departed promises

The sun sets with our beloved dreams

Together… yet alone

Does these shadows of sadness fulfill these lonesome tears

And in the night

Do we stare deeply into the memoirs of our eluding past

Hoping to hold onto desperately... those fleeting memories of joy

But a flower no matter how beautiful it maybe

Can never reclaim a petal once lost

So towards the shattered pieces, that we had once deemed as paradise,

Do we walk with sorrow

Along praying for the whispers of that misplaced love to bloom anew

Though time proves to be a well-known cruel god

Therefore in time, like lilies, do those moments wither and die

Thus all that is left is a reminiscing void

Cursed with the sinister will of a shallow faith that one may love again

Weary smiles befalls the fool

Foolish enough to lose themselves to that kind of madness

Weary fools… such as I

~ Paradise’s Poet ~