Come Into My Room

Come quietly into my deserted room Where darkness plays with my grief Hope lingers like an orphan leaf Where present lives in the heart of past Future is cold, numb and overcast; Come along like a dream to dispel my gloom Come softly into my deserted room. Come out in my moonless night Paint my sky with your eye’s delight I’m a drudge of my fateful tears And the result of all the bygone years Like a fresh morning flower consoles a tomb Drop over my soul, come into my room. Obscure joy and ostentation of sorrow Move away the clouds for cheery morrow Break the shackles of life and death Come out from my deepest faith Turn your eyes into my awaited soul A memory lane is empty for us to stroll; Come, hold my hand till the day of doom And slowly descend into my silent room.