Little one,

a mother’s love-

gentle caresses of innocence.

Musically lifted

notes of heaven

entreat the baby’s cry.

Hidden deep

within the recesses,

secluded from the light of day.

Looking outwards,

never accepted:

embittered by a cursed fate.

Lonely empty,

he envisions

love that elusively

evades his grasp.

From a mother’s shelter

he is taken;

his sanity slips away,

and only the darkness remains.

Retreat into the abyss of madness,

nourished by hopeless disparate dreams-

till the voice of an Angel

frees him from

eternal grief.

Angelic musical alliteration

filled with heavenly mastery.

Love and admiration envisioned

or jealousy formed

from obsessive need.

Take from this world

this enchantress.

seclude her within a spectre's tomb.

Cage and contain

a beautiful songbird

taken from her home.

Lonely child-

take this treasure

to soothe you in your solitude;

free this bird of music,

from beravement's gloom.

Broken wings heal

Unlike that of the heart:

grief and loneliness

rip it apart.

Silently

he merges into death's waiting arms:

peace oh anguished Phantom heart.