Eternity seems like torture now
With you gone and silent every day
Only glimpses of shining thoughts remain,
And those weep heavy when left to stray.
Monsoons fall from my heavy eyes
Bent and broken on my silver cloud
Peering down upon my still'd heart
And so I cover it with a scarlet shroud.
It is not heartbreak here which I possess
It is the hope that I may not lose my hope
Yet more heart-wrenching are the tears from this,
When all in all, you are still the way I cope.
And the fire burned brighter than any light I have seen
And I hate that I loved so the pain of the sear
Though my fate was fair, as this was love and war
There were no meager arrows, I say, Cupid throws spears!