"Centuries after centuries, maidens after maidens "
Love is a poisoned medicine
Perhaps dwelling in utopia
Corpse, a mere metaphor
Brook of tear murmurs
My broken cupid!

Hark! Widowed tulips arrested
Swaying and frittering away
Shaded maturity ,bubbled dream
While I drubbed vast stockades
Innocence,thine gruesome victim
When accosted by foolishness

He painted me blue black with agony
Vermillion hopes windowing frames
Pink shimmer on palpitating cheek
Loyal blood bleeding profusely
Green eyes jealousy prliferated
Fertile yellow declared as hallowed
Scarlet letters lettering attenuatuon
Unison, a greyed fable of serendipity

They know the art of words
Fingers fingering architects
Sentencing domes of doom
Those lips juggle static heart
Minds mastering malices
" But the show must go on, freckled lads and maidens "