Style of the rain,
beating towards the world.
Endless dancing tears
filling the air and hearts.
A saga of two lovers
with everything against them.
Feeble affections feuding
while fate attacks with fury.
No longer silk and satin,
spikes and poison engulf them.
Once sparking flames numbed to
dwindling coals of regret with fear.
Empty hands and shallow hearts
have become their hellish sanctuary.
Lost in the web of fate,
isolated for eternity.
your poem
was worth
the reading
because i loved it .