Garden of Eternal Love

#ShadesOvBlack

TW:Mentioned of death. It's dark poetry.

Freeverse poetry

Here we are standing in this garden of eternal love

dried bouquet of blooms scattered carried by

the wind

The eerie sounds of the rustling leaves flying

Here let's learn the philosophy of elegy in these prime scriptures of tombstones

Behold lasting remembrance of the beloved

Who struggled to understand on why and how everything began and how they ended

Cold hands of the nobles or so they were called

Imprinted the ugly fate of humanity by disregarding humility

These fields are haunted by nature's most sombre melodies

The countless sacrifice in this horrific rituals

Corpses were adorned with the crosses

Angels chanted mournful gloomy prayers

millions piled up bodies erected the death monuments

Dreams were broken the moment the artillery firing up

Ripped the souls of body full of bullets' holes

Here in our hands the dark soil of thousand years replaying the painful cries of the demised

We feel them cold in our hands blended with river of tears of the deceased and their dearest ones

To glorify from the murders of mankind

The lost of the innocence lives

Who been blindfolded and fed by sweet offerings

Was merely justification of the crumbling rationality

The proof of the meltdown of morality

To wipe off the entire family tree

In the name of upholding supremacy of selfish beings

Who shamelessly confessed they are men of honour in action

When truth was they were nothing but lines of slaughterers

Prayers were chanted and reached gateway of heaven

This garden of eternal love with weeping Angels as the guardians

When the time comes for us to bid farewell to these burials site

Let's comion rejuvenated in our souls

Lesson learnt from the past with bitter reminder

All these were cycle of life and could repeat itself

In our mind we forever be haunted by the spirits

Of the fallen heroes

On this ground we silently weeped and in mourning

but our tears will be frozen cause memories always end up vanishing.

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:copyright: Noir

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