The Fault In Our Stars

It is another summer's noon The tufts of grass are few, That part of me now empty lies Which went away with you. You took away the purple skies You took the fragrant breeze, The wind-flowers now jaded seem And lonely look the trees. The summer sun no brighter looks A pallid moon lovelorn, The glow of stars reach not my soul My hopes now die unborn. A sun-kissed day now empty feels And empty feels the night, I lie in bed thus slumber-less Your phantom in my sight. When wretched life drives me insane I do visit your grave, I carry all my loneliness I carry my flowers brave. Little solace you still give me From your tomb underground, Your ceaseless whispers talk to me Without a single sound. You echo that I ought to live Sweetheart I try that too, I wish some magic you had taught Or left me with some clue. Summer rains and the autumn hues Now pass me ever slow, Their touch of sheer melancholy They come and then they go. My little dreams I told you not Warm desires a few, Will need to wait a lifetime now Until my time is due. Thence let us keep inside our graves Lost hopes and dreams of ours, We need obey our destinies And heed the faulty stars. ***********