Northern Sky

Cold winds will blow while pouring rains still fall
Petals drown in a pure sound
Flowing dignity lies rotten beneath a dreamless call

With a fallen star
Story finds the end
With end of innocence
Childish days are gone

Nothing left but dreams and pain
Living within every storyteller’s tale

Write a poem with dark blood of the fallen
She doesn’t need it any more
Forget the storytime we shared
As we reached the dead score

With a fallen star
Story finds the end
With end of innocence
Childish games are gone
Faded beneath a dust of the night
Resting calm under dark northern sky

Wish upon a star
High hopes longing for
Last breath, eternal farewell
Empty glass ran out of wine
Imaginarium flows through the midnight sky

Innocence
Dying silence
Heart of darkness
Fallen, rotten
Longing ends, lonely days
Dream under northern sky