Memories are fleeting all through the night...
Heart beating fastly t'wards future's near
plight.
Forgetting heart's anguish of sorrowful state...
Yearning one's love instead of their hate.
Lonely of love that still lingers on...
Like a sliver o' light, beaming straight from the sun.
Passing through life's window drenched totally in black...
Life's empty chamber, under attack.
The candle is lit, by hope of one's heart...
Burning forever, and never apart!
Michael Jeffrey Gale
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-broken-heart/
