An Evening Of The World; An Era Of Despair

 

When there was just Marie Antoinette, roaming around Versailles,

Losing perspective day after day, losing all concept of time…

When there were only lazy Sundays, searching through each other’s eyes;

Losing our selves into one another, ignoring the death toll chimes…

 

When my mother calls me back home, into open arms and heart,

I might then find how bitter it was for us to be apart…

When the day shall come and go that I see you smile at me,

I might then know what a true love should really be…

 

 

When the golden gates would part, when God would pardon me again,

When an angel with blue eyes still cared to call me a friend…

When these days are only memories, when the night falls once more,

When is when I will see Versailles through every open door…

 

When my grandfather sees my green eyes and knows my name again,

I hope to know just where and when and why and how he is…

When my father lets a man of the world come and take me away,

I hope to know just where and how far away is this day…

Reviews

[S.S.P.]

very good, clearly executed and well written :)

[Tears Forgotten]

Very good.... its amzing and has an unbelieveable unique style.... this writing has so much meaning.... nice