Vanished Flowers

My distant seas Flooded the land In the night. My bright fires Smell burned nostrils. Pain. Distorted are The kisses. My warm dreams Frosted by Extinct stars And oaths Which only the constellations understand. There they are Like curses. The thief took away the peace Kept in a vortex ‘till then. Frozen reflections sleep Vanished flowers Through irony Heal hell. 2. The wounds elicited hopes To Exhausted stranded onto the rocks of ancient seas bring peace to the castaway. They prolonged the eternal day To one more wrathful hour. 3. Have you not been brought by the departed into dark regions by the narrowness of heart? Eat your own heart. Let snow cover it. The sight and breath return After the strike of the matured essence. Let Truth become essence to you The quest Pretty fresco carved By the eye of the stern Iced Sun.