Rose bud lullabies, singing softly
in silence, with no words to say
originality, longed for
by soft, tender lips.
Awaiting their prince, in a hurried dismiss
were maidens of beauty, none as divine
as the stunning appearance, of Narcissus.
Sorrowful eyes, the only option, to cry
silent goodbyes, within the mind
for a man who bid farewell, with no true goodbye.
Choke-hold grips, tightening around two hearts
living in silence, complete loneliness
never to smile, as love bids farewell, ready to depart
forever to live, filled to the brim, with emptiness.
(Poem by Julie)