Repentance

A phantom on the sky
Was looking down to earth
Then, he decided to descend to a solitary place.
There on the graveyard lie his bones
Now as if they were made of coral
Fragile as the feelings he had in life
His tomb covered by ivies, weeds and forgetfulness.
He lies there after fighting against another man.
It was a duel.
The high prize was a lady, who is, by now,
lying in a warm bed
next to the winner.
“Who cares about you now?”, thought the spirit to himself.
All he did was in vain;
All he knew
He was lying dead
Under the cold stone of that cemetery.