An eclipse of the heart,
rips the soul apart.
Nostalgic promises, never to behold.
Standing alone at the alter,
my love you loudly sold.
Written: Date: Feb.11/07
Melvina, sad, but so aptly true at times. Must be everyone dread standing alone at the alter. Great poem and expertly done. Thanks for sharing it. David
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful piece of poetry which leaves the reader standing at the alter alone...great imagery and just a well written piece of poetry. Keep up the great work ((Smile)) =Shelley=