Embers Of Lost Love

Deep in the night the Ember burns.

Rooted in emotions she tosses and turns.

Bereft of her love she feels incomplete.

Sorrow has won, happiness has met defeat.

Now that she knows he will never arrive,

Of fantasy and dreams she will deprive.

Hers is a Doomed Romance they say.

Love that was strong and yet lost its way.

How easy is it for all to comment,

When they have nothing at all to lament.

But she alone grieves the loss

For her life has lost all charms and gloss.

With no wants she continues to live.

With none to gain and all to give.