Mistress Of The Dead - The Fading Light in Her Dying Eyes

Those grieving silhouettes of crosses
Protruding towards hevy cloudy skies
in voiceless inertness silence...
Tombstones whispering their tragical storeies
Written in bitter tears of mourner's
Bent under heaviness of their fates
Remembrance so strong
For these precious moments
When she lived
When her love shone in her eyes full of devotion...
But put in the arms of death
Taken away from me
Torn apart from my love
Her body fading under heaviness of illness...
...Her fainting voice...
Her soul praying to stay with me...
In vain...
..No help...
..No return...
...Perished like dying flowers...
...Under veil of vanity...
...Heavens wept so torturous...!
Her light extincted forever
Under closed flowers of her gentle eyelids...
...And I was here to left to live
Nothing to take
Nothing to give
No reason to breathe
Under crushing clouds if grief
Only god knows the reason..
...Why!?