All The Tears Poem by William King Jr.

All the tears have fallen from my face, sullying the land with sorrow.
No more love emits from my heart; no today and never tomorrow.
For lo, alas the horizon of an orange sol
My future of loneliness had already been foretold.
My destiny revealed when the sky turned black
Of a failed love that will never form back.
Time and time, Luna and Sol both sang my song of sorrow
From every morn, through the day, and into the evening's morrow.
As they dance in the sky in an endless dance of light and dark
They challenge me to read my destiny, so I embark.
For times it has been foretold
Kings of young and kings of old
Will birth into the lands a son.
Passion and love; swirling vortex of mixed emotion persists
And life gets eternally drowned in a heaven of pure bliss.