Poetry

A beautiful heaven
Is covered with snow
All the glow is hidden
And is disappearing with the flow.

No ray of sunshine
Not even on the border line
It has become a lost treasure
Which was once somebody’s pleasure.

Time is taking it away
I’m unable to make my way
A part of my heart is hidden there
I’m afraid it would be lost there.

How to break the bond of time
How to make the things unwind
Leading to my heart erosion
And the locked devil of time to reopen.