Sunday, June 8, 2008

“When the Love is gone…”

When the Love is gone,
When your heart is in pain,
The daylight turns into dusk,
Little tears are triggering rain…

No colors except color grey,
The beauty of life is gone…
And ever present pain
Feasts on your wounded pride…

My Soul, I am sorry for your aches,
I will cry for you, my angel,
I know, you will be strong one day
You and I will fall in love again…
June 8, 2008

1 comment:

The Coalfield Kingsnake said...

"And ever present pain
Feasts on your wounded pride… "

:)