Sappho from this world

Divine in spirit and in youth –
Blissful he resides in his retreat.
The glimpse of her beauty, the sound of her voice-
His enamored soul is ardently defeat.

A silent alarm is suddenly heard-
The flames burst with no end in sight.
The burning persists, my eyes are swollen-
From the fire’s deathly light.

Visions flash before my eyes-
The sensations race through every vein.
In the dark and all alone-
Unleashed is my chastening pain.

The blazing agony pierces my heart-
Like that of a sharp blade of grass.
The storm has at last enveloped me-
The teardrops and drops of blood amass.

A raindrop falls upon my head-
A darted bolt of light I see.
The suffering numbs my feeble body-
The eternal darkness is calling me.