Black and grey contained with
memories that fade away.
Painful to hold , yet we all do so
cause we are told.
It’s a symbol of the five elements,
different pieces of a soul in fragments.
Brings tears to eyes and sadness
that thrives upon our soul,
leaving our hearts with a hole.
Can’t be called beautiful,
but it’s brings back memories that were once delightful.
Made out of flames ,
that burns all lies and blames.
Tears it brings to the eyes ,
lifelessly listening to our cries .