The Last Cry

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage";

That soft gleaming twinkle in your eyes,

Have been a blessing in disguise.

A blizzard of emotions caused the

whimpering cry,

But your smile held the scars of 

wry.

Far beyond, the world set on fire,

Nor stars nor moon, it's you, I 

arduously desire.

Beneath the dwelling of darkness caged,

 A space that only I revered through age.

The wreckage of undying search of truce,

Has outlayed our togetherness in the 
gloom of bruise.

Time has grown out of glory,

Days have ran out of fury.

Soon you shall return exulting,
with hopes to grow,
Alas, it was too late, you shall
 see my corpse lying in the snow.