Oh, my heart doth sing with joy and delight, For I have found my love, my heart's sweet light. Only him do I love, with all my might,
By Sharp Aim2 years ago in Poets
In a world without him, life's a bitter pill Worth dying for, but oh so still The memories of him, they never fade A heart that's broken, a soul that's made
If I were to leave this mortal sphere, And my life force began to dwindle here, My last words, a whispered, loving sigh, Would echo through eternity, a final goodbye.
In fields of green, where wildflowers sway, A maiden fair, with sorrow's stain, Didst cry out, in anguish and dismay, "Save me, oh savior, from this pain!"
Dear God, oh please, can you let us be free? From worries and fears, that plague humanity Let us bask in the warmth of love's sweet ecstasy
In dreams, I see his face so clear, The one I wish back, year after year. His eyes, so bright and full of light, Their sparkle, a beacon in the night.
I sit and wait, my heart in disarray. The minutes tick, the hours crawl by, My longing for him, like a stormy sky. His absence weighs heavy on my heart,
In twilight's hush, where shadows play, I find myself lost, with no direction's sway, My heart, a heavy weight, that's hard to bear,
In twilight's hue, I lost my shine, Half of me gone, my heart divine. A piece of me was torn away, The other half, now distant ray.
In fields of green, where wildflowers sway, My heart doth search, night and day, For him, my love, who did stray, And left me here, to pine away.
Tears, oh tears, the instrument of love, A symbol of passion, sent from above. With every drop, a piece of our heart, Is revealed, and our soul's deepest part.
In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A figure stood, in life's fleeting sway, His presence grand, his heart aflame, But time, the thief, stole away his name.
