Once my heart was a brilliant bright sunny day,
With the snail like clouds breathing
against my tranquil face.
Feeling the rhapsody of love without say,
And the gentle warmth and calm singing
from the bird's grace.
Now my heart is filled with a loud darkened atmosphere,
Grey glooms from the clouds depressing
the sun,
Not shining its luminous feelings when my soul is presently here.
A total eclipse of the heart that is
not done.
Only my emotionless shadow exists in silence,
For silence breathes nothing in my confused
mind.
When will the warmth shine without high heavy tense?
Or the strife between the sun and moon
depart in the stars behind?
I pray that both shall perish on one's rising sun or the moon's good
night kiss,
Only to fear that day shall occur when
my heart breaks in a fading vision of an empty bliss.
