Alex Arnot

Mourning Serenity

Forlorn and grey I rejoice no more.

Alone I stray from past before.

Serenity lost to the tempest\'s maw,

On the bones of peace it starts to gnaw.

Poison rain and peels of thunder,

Gale unrestrained that rends asunder

Tranquility\'s flesh from her fragile frame.

The humble bliss that lost her name.

Her life ceased and her blood leaked.

Piece by piece the flood steals dreams.

Drowning deep in stormy seas,

We hear her screams within the breeze

Life was taken from her hands

Her remnants scattered across the land