Heart Beats

Sky.

As enchanting as the sky may seem,
Unknown to many a humble folk,
It hides a story, a mind numbing one;
One, that can break a thousand hearts,
And, the one that could wreak a city.

Here goes that tale as old as time,
There was a prince,an enchanting one;
With eyes as soft as a gleen in rain;
And gaze as sharp as a waging war;
Yet, his hands held both lilies and swords.

Long ago in the city of Caesars,
He lost something, which was never found.
He yearned and shed a thousand tears,
But what was lost was gone forelong;
Soon lose was replaced by anguish and wrath;
He slashed his swords back and forth.
The soft brown eyes that once held,
an endless abyss of warmth and love;
Were now what could slice a diamond straight.
Gone was the prince the enchanting one!

The gods of grace met one day,
With powers of magic strong in them
They changed a weave the fates had made.

This is the story of prince sky;
Who never found his way back.
On many a day you can still hear
The thunders that still hides his screams.