A sudden dark invasion
Of lies
Reflected unto
A reminiscent line of blood.
The mistakes
Too far to be redeemed
A bereft heart cries
Amidst the snarls of distrust.
The pain that was sought
Now bewailing in the prime
In a shrunken moment
All diminished to a paradigm fall
The tale now speaks
Of a fallen warrior
Whose love was doomed
Into an ephemeral apocalypse
Soaked in graven mournings
He lies, with blood on his hand
And the blood reminisce
Of love eternal
