Lost In the Valley of Love

A bird flies with the flow Fools speak flamboyant of his falls Filled with shock the heart let go Feeling numb by the arching heart A bird flies with hope high in the sky Hopes are his daily duty that never end Hooked by the glittering gold and silver A soul searches for unknown of unknown But there in the sky some bird knows The birds that make sounds that heal the soul He searches and to his reward love is bestowed Love that changed all his thoughts The love that control his every thoughts Lost in the valley of love where sorrow dwells Heap of thoughts travel like the speed of light There in valley he dies of heart shock Heap of flies’ gang to his solitary and mutated body A bird looks down with despair He is gone with a broken heart.