Aurora of Sorrow

Aurora of Sorrow.

Summoned by the truthful sprinkles of mighty, roaring with an order of slaying cruelty, thunders of the seer daybreak, all held by the power of the flint eyed sun, the hands of Aurora..

It’s arose spread hope across the horizon, gaving smooth caress to those who is indeed need it’s ascendance.

The pure and fair hope gaves rays of delight, sorrow cries, begs for the shots of aurora, as it fallen deep into the misery of it’s tragedy..

But, what if?

It’s sovereign broke it’s purpose and led into how the hegemony of shines salutes unforgivable misery..

What if,

Hope comes with darkness that rose with light,

Light was, then marveled with grim and now, smooth despair upon victim?

The white petals of truth are darkened with lies, the crystal orders of heavens gave pain of demise, the lucid seas burnt with despise,

In the abyss of wreckage, how shall you held the Aurora of Sorrow?