The evening of loneliness,
When the wind whispers thou name,
I are forced to bow down to distress.
Every rose in the universe,
Seem black and dead,
Melancholy is every song verse.
A night without a word,
Almost killing me,
The feel of happiness’ like raindrops, Lowered.
The use of an evil potion,
Has ruined my night,
Ah rose I give thou my tear ocean.
Thou smile a splendid light in darkness,
Thou beauty none can match,
An apology i wish to confess,
My love for thy none can snatch.
Forgive me for all wrongs,
Love me for all the rights,
I ought to be thou slave,
As my love has reached new heights.
Aditya Mudbhary
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/age-of-loneliness/
