My Heart Is Sinking Poem by Edmund Wong

My Heart Is Sinking



My heart is sinking
Before the hustling crowd
Whose words are heavy
As their sights are loud.

My heart is pining
For a future lost
So long in the past
By the road not crossed.

My heart is waning
Like a hearth at night
Whose fire is tending
To its ashes white.

My heart is aching
For her redeeming love;
No mortal hope is mine
But for a glance above.

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