The Hope of Love to Come!
My thoughts burn, I know not what brews trouble in this humble heart! Be it my way to break words and pen them down, And perchance weave them into meaning, As I peer into my heart and seek what it holds, In a bid to clear a troubled mind. I stand more animal than man, A monster robbed of heart and given breathe by necessity, A villain less a heart. A scary thought my words put forth, yet the truth. The sum of my loss in the quest of seeking the warmth of the enticing creatures is no small thing, Mine have been cold affairs, Time and again this heart has been torn from its chest and cast to the rocks below, Stricken from thought in many a times, have been served, Whilst have struggled to serve similar fate from mine with unfavorable results. The memories still linger, There was a time when love bound hearts, Then were the times when love was bright as the new day sun, But those days turned into nights casting golden memories to shadow. Little remains to be salva