Saturday, October 27, 2012

Mourn for The Beauty

They mourn for the beauty
Without knowing why
But I know their anguish
Dark night tearful bright stars
Deep shaded inside sorrow
Seeking their glittering treasures
Mourn for their lost April morning
Shrouded their innocents seasons
Wrapped into warmth of passion
Stormy strangers’ summer nights
Weaves at from distant
O the beauty they wail for
Sorrowfully bid last farewell
Whose golden hands fold into
Crimson lips frozen to whispers
Founding blood heart of war
Splendors as autumn leaves
We mourn for the fallen heroes
Medallion of our bejeweled season

2012.10.28, 12:41am
 Young Sun Kim-Walker