Alone he has, all along by himself in the unknown.
Covered in shadowed Grey of emotional pain, lives in the heart of a pure and divine soul.
On the isle of no man, stands alone there he would.
Starring blindly into the night, where stars dance in the waltz.
Stars blink across the forms of a lover's affection.
There wonder he has, wishes made if it was Him.
Then comes memory of beloved past, felt he could the love of his lost.
She was his heart, she was his breath, she was his soul, and she was His's.
Love they had shared were untold, deeply buried in the soul beneath loving's heart.
Felt he could in her warmth, a touch of her smile, kiss of bless upon cheeks.
Slowly, memory unfolded tears from the very innocent eyes.
Pain in the heart turns to sorrow, a pot of emptiness filled his loneliness.
Cold he felt, thought of her he has...yet, the never of her has be forever.
A forever soul that long disappeared in the universe, long gone without paper trail.
Miracles has been forgotten for wishes were not answer, yet never gave up in his heart, for She stood still in a room of warmth with love and care.
Yet he stands alone, cold and dark, unable to foresee the the road ahead.
He felt lost, so lost that life means nothing and empty, so lost in a world of darkness.
Where lights were no questions of existence, sadly and kept in darkness of Him.
Confused he has, it felt hopeless for life...nothing more could be done than the answer of the end.
When ends the answer of his sorrows and pain, the blood of his love shares the life of his Light.
He missed her for long, the emotions stabbed of him.
Left the scars of her in his heart, touch he did and felt the existence of her past.
Mesmerizing him with her smile, happiness, and again the love she gave once.
Once, to a man of everything that stood still, a man of wisdom and faith.
But it's all lost, despaired in the well of death.
Walked alone in the cold, in the rain, in the snow.
The fog surrounded him with coldness, yet sorrow.
He thought for a moment, what could there be in the distance? Where She stands?
Love, the joy of all, the happiness of all.
He missed the adoring here, the lovely sweetness of her smile.
Along he walked, she passed him in memory.
Then he smiled, and whispered to himself in joy.
"My love...I..." says He, with tears rolling down his cheeks.
A stop pulled him apart, apart from the reality of Love.
Then yet came another soft voice, "Dear Love...".
Widen his eyes they were, and kneel quickly he did.
"My love...." again says Him, with pain.
Yet the weakness in his heart put him to a stop.
He cried, he cried with pain.
Tears of sorrow and loneliness lived in him.
Tears of a man, slowly swallowed him alive.
Then yelled came from Him, "My Love....." with pain and agony from his heart.
The sufferings over the years had turned a man to dust, dust of sadness and pain.
The darkness put him lying on the floor, then with the eyes starring in the cloudy grey sky.
The doom he felt meant meaningless in his life.
Again and again, he cried harder.
He missed her, he missed all her love and joy.
The appreciation and affection of their beautiful lives together, was now a story left in his heart.
He missed her more, so much more than words could ever described.
He missed so much and felt the desperation of her existence.
He cried, it felt endless in Him.
The cry of sorrow and pain, the feel of infinite.
Endless road of sorrow and pain, wish He had for better sky.
Yet, dwelled of Him in the darkness.
A cried so loud, roam the sky.
It was then the final cried, "I miss you, love...".
Finally, said it has.
The words that brought him back, in tears and cold shivering pain.
Yet, the memory of her lives on in his heart.
A memory that has never been forgot.
A tale of Love scattered the affection of Him.
Then came the Angel, a touch of Life.
Savior Him from the end, flowers grew on fields.
Felt he has, fresh and lively as they were.
He once lived, still live world of love.
A touch of her, came the Tale of a waited Kiss.
The kiss of her's, the very first kiss.
A kiss of love and lust, and affections.
Felt warmth in the heart of both, surrounded with love and light.
The light of hope and life, where distance was shown in his path.
It was a memory that lived forever, forever in his heart.
In the loving memory of love, He lives.
Cheerish all that He has, he smiled again.
He remembers her, in the very soul of His and Her of the very kiss.
By Jack Ho
Covered in shadowed Grey of emotional pain, lives in the heart of a pure and divine soul.
On the isle of no man, stands alone there he would.
Starring blindly into the night, where stars dance in the waltz.
Stars blink across the forms of a lover's affection.
There wonder he has, wishes made if it was Him.
Then comes memory of beloved past, felt he could the love of his lost.
She was his heart, she was his breath, she was his soul, and she was His's.
Love they had shared were untold, deeply buried in the soul beneath loving's heart.
Felt he could in her warmth, a touch of her smile, kiss of bless upon cheeks.
Slowly, memory unfolded tears from the very innocent eyes.
Pain in the heart turns to sorrow, a pot of emptiness filled his loneliness.
Cold he felt, thought of her he has...yet, the never of her has be forever.
A forever soul that long disappeared in the universe, long gone without paper trail.
Miracles has been forgotten for wishes were not answer, yet never gave up in his heart, for She stood still in a room of warmth with love and care.
Yet he stands alone, cold and dark, unable to foresee the the road ahead.
He felt lost, so lost that life means nothing and empty, so lost in a world of darkness.
Where lights were no questions of existence, sadly and kept in darkness of Him.
Confused he has, it felt hopeless for life...nothing more could be done than the answer of the end.
When ends the answer of his sorrows and pain, the blood of his love shares the life of his Light.
He missed her for long, the emotions stabbed of him.
Left the scars of her in his heart, touch he did and felt the existence of her past.
Mesmerizing him with her smile, happiness, and again the love she gave once.
Once, to a man of everything that stood still, a man of wisdom and faith.
But it's all lost, despaired in the well of death.
Walked alone in the cold, in the rain, in the snow.
The fog surrounded him with coldness, yet sorrow.
He thought for a moment, what could there be in the distance? Where She stands?
Love, the joy of all, the happiness of all.
He missed the adoring here, the lovely sweetness of her smile.
Along he walked, she passed him in memory.
Then he smiled, and whispered to himself in joy.
"My love...I..." says He, with tears rolling down his cheeks.
A stop pulled him apart, apart from the reality of Love.
Then yet came another soft voice, "Dear Love...".
Widen his eyes they were, and kneel quickly he did.
"My love...." again says Him, with pain.
Yet the weakness in his heart put him to a stop.
He cried, he cried with pain.
Tears of sorrow and loneliness lived in him.
Tears of a man, slowly swallowed him alive.
Then yelled came from Him, "My Love....." with pain and agony from his heart.
The sufferings over the years had turned a man to dust, dust of sadness and pain.
The darkness put him lying on the floor, then with the eyes starring in the cloudy grey sky.
The doom he felt meant meaningless in his life.
Again and again, he cried harder.
He missed her, he missed all her love and joy.
The appreciation and affection of their beautiful lives together, was now a story left in his heart.
He missed her more, so much more than words could ever described.
He missed so much and felt the desperation of her existence.
He cried, it felt endless in Him.
The cry of sorrow and pain, the feel of infinite.
Endless road of sorrow and pain, wish He had for better sky.
Yet, dwelled of Him in the darkness.
A cried so loud, roam the sky.
It was then the final cried, "I miss you, love...".
Finally, said it has.
The words that brought him back, in tears and cold shivering pain.
Yet, the memory of her lives on in his heart.
A memory that has never been forgot.
A tale of Love scattered the affection of Him.
Then came the Angel, a touch of Life.
Savior Him from the end, flowers grew on fields.
Felt he has, fresh and lively as they were.
He once lived, still live world of love.
A touch of her, came the Tale of a waited Kiss.
The kiss of her's, the very first kiss.
A kiss of love and lust, and affections.
Felt warmth in the heart of both, surrounded with love and light.
The light of hope and life, where distance was shown in his path.
It was a memory that lived forever, forever in his heart.
In the loving memory of love, He lives.
Cheerish all that He has, he smiled again.
He remembers her, in the very soul of His and Her of the very kiss.
By Jack Ho
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