All The Time In The World.

An Original Dark Poetry piece featuring the tale of a  man who has seemingly lost his love, his life, his whole world!

These fragrant flowers gathered

And offered in your memory

But meagre tokens of emotion

As grief steals life’s very breath

My heart weighs heavy in this chest

Once you blossomed like the reddest rose

Resplendent in the summer Sun

A balmy breeze teased back silken hair

While we walked together without a care

Hand in hand across swaying fields of gold

But once fine flowers simply wither and die

Moulder, crumble and decay, to once again

Rejoin the Earth from whence they came

Earth to Earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust

All cast asunder by the fickle winds of fate

These many years brought only pain

And many moons have waxed and waned

Since I held you in a soft embrace

Felt your sweet breath upon my face

Now I languish, lost in eternal night

As I sit upon the freezing stone

Cold as my heart, now I’m all alone

Bleeding and broken feel so bereft

These chiselled words are all I’ve left

While you have all the time in the world

Original Dark Poetry.

Copyright © Craig Detheridge.

2015 – 2017.

Watch the video version here!

The Passing Of Time And Lives.

For Dark Souls

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