Ashen Roses

Lacewings buzzle around persimmons
Though not needed nor I summons
The sunset's vague and yes it's crimson
Deprived of sugar and sweet cinnamon
How bland the hills cover the sun
The swing's decreased a sorrowful fun

Around the monochrome I cuddle the air
Fate was cruel, how unfair
My wrinkled skin, glows like flare
The sun seeks my face with eyes that glare
I hold a rose, so white, so elegant
Why's fate so cruel, why never he grant?

As my thick eyeglasses so lucid and sleek
The vision fades, zephyr's so bleak
Under this tree, on a field I seek
I miss her dearly, these roses I pick
I stare to blankness with nothing but hills
Her picture I see throughout the frills

She's the woman I cherished till there's abyss in me
As stars just ran and dates just flee
Along with years, that sang so glee
Now I'm bland, so vincible and free
No hope, no risk, there I cling
To air's blank at handles, I hold to nothing

How I wish this placid view
To fade like ashes as my roses do.