Dying Love Made Anew Poem by Marvin Brato Sr

Because of love I am mesmerize
Even in my solemn slumber I fantasize.
Vigor in my heart is filling
Endearing and compelling.
Rare is this emotion I feel
Longing for him my desire swell.
Yes, I love him too well.

Just as I almost reach ecstasy
A downfall of pains crushed my fantasy.
Right in my chest the arrow struck
Almost died of a heart attack.
Now the man I love is gone
Today nor tomorrow he won't come.
I feel so empty and void
Living in sorrow I can't avoid.
Love I have lost
A man I need most.

Till you come my dearest friend
I gain new hope and without end
My heart is now revive
On the fact that I survive.
Love has to continue
And must be made anew.