He has gone,
Departed from this world,
They say,
Hes gone to a better place.
But how come i only know this feeling of misery.
His touch onto this hollow world,
Only leaves a shallow recall,
His abysmal eyes of hazel,
Impale into my soul.
His smile would gleam
In mere shadow
Why did this soul need to escape
And his name is like a bell,
Wrapped arouund my tormented heart,
And whenever the pain strikes.
The bell gently strokes back and forth
"Ilko, Ilko, Ilko, Ilko"
Only to leave shoal echoes
Prancing through out this world.
Tears will stroll down tattered faces,
The journey isn't distant,
Until lashed by an angel
He sees our tears,
He hears his name.
He doesn't visit anymore.
Because time will never destroy a heart,
If he drops by, it will give us hope.
Maybe he shall once again promenade
Onto this earth,
Maybe he will get the rose
I gently laid onto his casket.
"Ilko, Ilko, Ilko, Ilko"
The heart drums.
Tears stroll down my rose cheeks,
Ilko, you have gone to a better place.
You hear your name. You see my tears.
I miss you. I will remember you.
I love you.
"Ilko, Ilko."
The pain slashes back.
Hes in a better place.
"Ilko" MY heart will continue to thump.
But you are in a better place.
R.I.P Ilko 25/05/08
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