Song From The Secret Garden Poem by Yselle Lucas

I give a piece of my wasted time,
Open the gate and took a gaze inside,
Barricaded, a secret place just for me
And In that kingdom, I’m royalty
Merry, gloomy whatever I want it to be

Lovely views, beautiful landscapes,
Flowing water, scent of grapes
perfect blue waving like capes
In its charm, you cannot escape
The spark of art, it had stayed.

Put vivid colors on its green
With a taste of sweetness and cream
Whispers say; “What a beautiful sight this is”
But I sat and lie; something still is missing
I then casted my magic and go flying

Heed my power in this continent,
It’s inevitable in the past until to the present,
‘Cause, it’s an adobe of my own art and soul
It will never last until the day after tomorrow
A secret garden from the marrow