In the
graveyard of Emotions,
A chaos
sifted through the silence,
Peace
crying noisily by a stone,
Smiling
behind a tree sits Violence,
Passion
lay distraught, along with Pain,
Unexpected
was Love’s funeral,
Hope
had predicted for it a long life,
But
shame was sure of Death’s early call,
Prayer
said a few words in honor,
And
announced its end too was near,
Said,
Peace and Trust have to resign,
Their
post now rests with Fear,
Who
killed Love? Was the question,
But the
whole town was without a clue,
Distrust
and deception wickedly smiled,
Thinking
of the night the sky was blue,
The
night that Love left its door open,
These
goons of hatred came to attack,
One
throttled Love’s neck from front,
The
other stabbed a rapier in the back.
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