Il microcosmo

Royal sorrow


In the hands of darkness,reflecting the sad moon's smile,are sinking hopesand restless dreams.Close in a cage of fearis a grey hearthurt by several bits of disillusion.Love cannot save himfrom empty feelingscoming outas rain off the clouds.Justice cannot wipethe tears falling downfrom his face as a sad melodyfloats throughhis controlless mind.Only a new beginning,rising up from that blue spirit,can rehab him from sorrow