Disharmony — L'ame Immortelle

My poems fade as flows of time Tear apart my withered state The written words no longer rhyme A broken soul, the paper torn

Letters that once made up words Don't have a meaning anymore Carried away by nighttime birds A blank page left to die

The songs I wrote fade with the wind As the wheel of ages turns The muses once upon me grinned But now they speak no more

Notes that made up melodies Distort into disharmony Like a ghost that swiftly flees And vanishes as daybreak comes