The Gone-Bye Days

The colour emitting flowers blowing on the delicate bough The music of the chirping of birds floating in the air The nightingale’s eulogy of roses melting hearts tough The perfume of love illuminating minds and soul’s cheer The endless array of enchanting memories of your love and caress Restoring peace and tranquility to a devastated soul in a sway Clouds of desolation brightened with memories of your effervesce Your bright eyes taking the darkness and despair of my life away The buds turning into colourful roses have all withered away The delightful garden of life turned into a lifeless heap of dirt The despairing life, for a single smile, exorbitant cost defray The enchanting music of the chirping birds no longer divert. The serene breeze of captivating memories chill my burning soul The colourful withered flowers resurrect and return life’s glow Revisits the youthful exuberant me that despair once stole And a ray of lethal arrows flung out of the cupid’s bow