Right before her eyes,
Her hope flies and dies,
The tear drops drip and dry.
Her heart stops.
Ivy glistening,
The trees are listening.
Her final word,
Went unheard.
“Lullaby”
She cried,
As her final tears
Dripped and dried.
She cries no more.
Lying lifeless on the floor.
On the altar of her love,
She dedicated her life.
It was all a shame,
Hers was ended by a knife.
Her blood falls on lies,
That tears and blood will fix their lives.
Her ritual got her no where,
Only among those lost in despair.
Forever they are together,
As if weaved into a tether.
She so gracefully fell,
From her lonesome of heaven,
To be with her love in hell.
Under their eyes,
Their tears will never die,
Even in the end together
They will be forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem