Passion

The bard that saw beyond the mask 
 Was not strong enough to take the task 
 To grab thy hand and pull you free 
 So you shall sink beneath the sea. 
 
In the darkness you shall drown 
 Tears unseen and void of sound, 
 And pouty lips that use to frown 
 Shall pale and wither fathoms down. 
 
For ‘twas beauty that led to bay 
 The heart blinded on that day, 
 Hollow looks with better disguise 
 Than the truth of the elder, noble, wise. 
 
So this bard shall sing once more 
 As he walks from this accursed shore 
 To waste not time nor tear nor heart 
 As in the depths you’re ripped apart.

A madrigal