demons of hope

Roses that bled

Diamonds that broke

Promises wrapped in chains

Dreams grasped with pain

Choices of love 

Gardens filled with doves

Romance of madness

Worlds filled with sadness

The intertwining lanes

The shattered window panes

Tears of mahogany

Roads of broken memories

Fantasies of a better tomorrow

Nightmares of a broken thread 

Life of a demon

Laced with black venom 

last symphony of the author

a symphony of words,

the canvass of love, 

as the music began, 

the words sang, 

as the colors came to life,

the orchestra thrived, 

as the curtains turned,

the applause churned,

as the masks came off, 

the horror began,

as the rage came to life,

the jealousies thrived, 

as the wheels turned,

the hearts churned,

as the music strengthened, 

the words lengthened,

as the colors got bolder, 

the orchestra smoldered, 

as she looked into her hands, 

she saw what could be, 

her canvass wasted,

her symphony destroyed, 

what once was a dream , 

lay in ashes ..... wasted