Why?

Why do slender flowers die?

Why do tender lovers cry?

Why do feelings must survive?

And should life contain pain?

Jealous minds, evil brain

Where is knight to have them slain?

 

I'm a hidden sky, a faded star

My lonely soul has got a scar

That has been carved so deep

By woman's ruthless rosy lips

 

But Phoenix rises from its ashes

And love of mine survives the crashes

She is there! Bring the brushes

For she waits to paint her lashes