Desire of Renewed Hopes

The symphony of our forgotten comrades, tonight we shall sing.
In the cathedral of our massacred ambitions we shall keep.
An annual ritual it has became,
Our hearts are slowly beating to the nebula of drenched aspirations,
In the museum of grief and euphoria we shall safely preserve our lost hopes,
In the oneness of our requiem a requiescat we shall enjoin ourselves with,
In the silence of our hearts we shall mourn the unfulfilled mute yearnings and aspirations,
In the illumination of the moon we shall quiver to humanity,
In our memos we shall review our unforgotten memories,
And it is in hope that we shall desire,
In the serenity of our dreams new friends and perfect affection we shall anticipate,
And in amaranthine moments we shall hope for perfectly favourable coincidence.
For we will now succumb to the distant rumbling of of a year unknown to us with days unfulfilled,
For it is in it;we shall not renege in pursuing our altered dreams.
In renewed hopes,we shall sing a new chorus when the solitude of our faded memories surface.