Cynthia Jones Poet Rhyme

Candle Without the Flame

My heart held a candle 
thought I'd love you til the end, 
the flame burned itself out 
never to be lit again. 

At one time, long ago 
I'd walk a thousand miles for you, 
but now I don't feel the same 
my soul is hurt and blue. 

My heart cries rivers 
through all this pain, 
the flame burned itself out 
never to be lit again. 

Copyright © Cynthia Jones 
Feb.21/2005

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Emile Pinet February 27, 2015 at 12:35 PM Well said with style and finesse as the emotions rose from your words and lodged themselves in the reader’s heart and soul. Emile. #7 Cynthia Jones March 23, 2015 at 5:03 PM Emile, thank you so very much for stopping by to have a read, leave a comment and for the rating. I truly appreciate it. *S* Cynthia

Phemmy Oluwafemi February 27, 2015 at 9:12 AM Nice one...I love. Emotional. Cynthia Jones March 23, 2015 at 5:02 PM Phemmy, thank you so very much for stopping by to have a read and leave a comment. I truly appreciate it. *S* Cynthia