Wreath

Toward the gloomy palace of solitude my spirit has gone
Embraced by the aura of loss
For a while I watched the sleeping world so full of joy
The joy that never was mine

Her eyes will enlighten my steps through this cursed dream

I never could touch closely my lover
And now I’m wailing in the funeral of our love
My unheard craving for deliverance

Awakening in the chaos of solitude
Submersed in the river of my eyes
I’m drifting in this treacherous flow
Which my arms deny to confront

I’m lost in this nonsensical truth
Condemned to nuisance of another day
Fated to reprove the joy
I curse the day which her crossed my path
Sowing in my breast the seed of a cancer called love