Wept

 You have left and the rose has  wept.

And I lost the bliss's door keys. 

There was only my nostalgia 

And somes of hope followed you to where you've gone. 

And a frozen bird I have in a cage,

Got used to your hovering shadow, but his wounds became worse now.

Then, your fingers kissed the bars, then the bird jumped off and chained his 

Wings.