Souled Paradise

The world sets and whirling to my eyes
Forming like a blue iris to my paradise,
Yes,my eyes like a binocular scope
Searching the endless paradise of my hope.

I passed by the labyrinth of time to find her
The time is green hovered by a shadow of devotion,
Unparalleled her beauty,the paradise becomes
But she whispered like an air in vain.

What dream of dreams,I dreamt?
The paradise becomes my dream,
A wonderful dream of devotion that caressed like a warm breeze
But,her beauty became the memory of time.

Her heartwarming charm decayed
Like the withered flower in the field,
Her time was sickled untimely
By,the heaven her soul awaits.

A time is sole for my soul
Remains the same,if the mate in vain;
The rhythm if loneliness inside my heart
Became the lines of memory to my paradise.