The Cry Of The Lost Heart

Rooftop

Winter is coming,
Cold breeze blowing.
They whisper words of silence,
As the moon awakens.

Buzzing of cars,
Accelerating in rush hours.
Incandescent street lights,
Warm and glowing in the night.

Diamonds sprinkled in the sky,
Marveled in my eyes.
They bring calmness,
To my frozen sadness.

Houses' lights shouting,
In the dark they are dancing.
As they bring enthusiasm,
To my heart drowned in a dark and silent abysm.

Heaven seems so near,
This is why I love to be here.
Distance between us is like an inch,
The closer I get to reach.

-SweetRose0320-