Incomplete Heart Poem by Ludolf Dauphin

She walks alone nowhere to go, depressed and tormented
She thinks of love as flame burning and melting hearts
To love so much is a pain but not to be love is heartache


Is love's bed always this cruel? Heart dried up, embedded in loneliness.




So much pain in love, too much suffering in loneliness
So much hope in coming love, 
too much heartache in a broken heart 




Is there anyone unfortunate than he who can not find love


Let me hear your voice, speak now, for love is the endurance of life and death.

Finding oneself true love is to invade one's heart


engaged one's soul adequately, 
with the essence of life's breath
In life, love is all we have. Love never lasts than a flicker of light

A shadow to some hearts as life ceases to persevere.

Never limit your dreams because love is a journey of two hearts
A fitting of two souls, in sorrow, happiness because love is all life's worth