My souls are breaking,
My heart is aching,
My life of miserable,
When i lost my loved.
The one i loved.
The one that cherish me.
The one i believed though.
I lost loved.
I need to find it.
But where could i possibly find it;
In the stars where it shines,
Or in my heart that he always stay.
I lost my beloved.
I wish i could find it.
I loved him even if his dark side.
I have lost my love.
Intense Love Diluted In Lukewarm Flame the one we believe in can fall from the pedestal we placed them upon perhaps we see reflective the love in our own hearts the purified beauty in our own sincerity the truth of our own nobility sometimes we reflect our own beauty within upon hearts which cannot love cannot give the tragedy of such intensity is in the heart which can only love with deep giving longing mismatched with a heart which cannot love or give except as a small lukewarm flame Copyright © Terence George Craddock Written in May 2015 on the 1.5.2015. Inspired by the poem 'Lost My Loved' by Aira Lopez. Dedicated to Aira Lopez.
The one we believed in can fall from the pedestal we placed them upon, perhaps we see the love in our own hearts, the beauty in our own sincerity the truth of our own nobility, sometimes we reflect our own beauty within upon hearts which cannot love; cannot give, the tragedy of much intensity is in the heart which can only love with deep giving longing, mismatched with a heart which cannot love or give except as a small lukewarm flame.
love is here for ever, love is not for lost, good poem, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so heart touching, Wonderful sharing