Don't Fall Asleep Poem by Agatha Eliza

She sees the light that faded in his eyes,
and felt the doleful shades of the unearthly
she saw the mighty goddess casting fetters
over the battle where heroes ablaze the fight.

Cruel crafty swords made way into the crowd
ceasing lifes, lofty souls have left the ground;
If she could look into the eyes of the one
who had the power to leave this world behind.

She sat there washing his sword and armour,
and only the brooklet heard her weeping cries:
how could she feel it's him who dies? -'just
listen to the voice beyond the ash that rise! '

Once, their spirits were bound by our gods;
blessed to be as one when their lives entwine.
a war chant prowls warm blood that floods
an empty chalice with no hope, no vivid sunshine.

She couldn't bear her soul tearing apart,
as pain descends upon her iridiscent wounds
drowning the affliction unhealed by druids;
there is cure for everything, except for heart!

Around the menhir, when the sun went down,
she whispered her final wish as she saw a star.
'so many things are left undone out here'..
it's cold and empty, and she's strangled by fear.

All the dreams she had were buried alive,
alongside the lifeless corps of her dear one:
'don't fall asleep, my love, I came for thee.'
underneath the crescent, as waves embrace the sea.