The forbiden fruit of life

When the sun goes down
the world dresses in black
and takes to sleep
Nightingale comes out
singing to broken hearts
its when my heart takes to fly
soaring in the darkness of the night
wondering in the lost clouds
seeking among the stars.
with searching eyes
doomed from heaven and hell
denied the fruit of life
with broken wing
and shattered heart
lost in the name of love
prisoned and caged by destiny
craving for human love
hostile to god and divines
I am in search of love
feeble and terrified
from the unknown
padding on the thorns of Honor
meandering toward justice
cursed by nature
and desired by human
is my forbidden heart.
yet I refuse if I should accept my fate.