Love Is Laid a Wreath

Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
There with her beautiful heart, lies in state!

O dear life has wearied you to boredom.
In its wild, wild pursuit you are ensnared,
Only your name subsist as a post-mortem
But your true virtues they have never fared.

Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
There with her beautiful heart, lies in state!

Rest you beneath a fine marble stone slab
All achromatic hue as grey shroud match with
Black monument, a sculpt roman epitaph tab;
Upon your head a beautiful crown of wreath.

Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
There with her beautiful heart, lies in state!

No man is willing to walk the narrow way
To your burial site marked by weird post
So lonely and drear even in the light of day,
By night hearts hunted within by your ghost.

Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
There with her beautiful heart, lies in state!

How have you slept anon in your prime
When it is yet the fall of flourishing spring?
Were you flayed by sickness or aged by time? 
Lo, a murder by man, of your heart a stabbing!

Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
There with her beautiful heart, lies in state!

In your innocence, you did not foresee  
Their burning lust to devour your chastity
By day feign your friend; by night plot their prey
In shadows with dagger ripped your heart severely. 

Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
There with her beautiful heart, lies in state!

O dear love, farewell all your merits to life
For we shall mourn, our sorrow to be unending
On this worldly plane; hurt, sore, ache shall be rife
Adieu, by your death we hope for new beginning!

Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
Love, O Love is now laid a wreath
There with her beautiful heart, lies in state!

Copyright © Solomon Itsoghole | Year Posted 2015

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