No Love
Hearts they beat for two,
A heart that only beats for one is slowly dying,
Love so seldom found to woo.
Makes the strongest men to crying.
Tough as blood, fists of iron,
His lonely heart still to yearn,
His fiery mind still to burn.
His sense of worth is slowly dying.
For some there is no love to dwell,
Upon their soul to save from hell.
But only self and darkness here alone.
Will bring this man into his home.
Where no sweetest thing will drop a tear,
Or save him from his harshest fear.
For him the life of lonely days,
And nights where only he remains.
No love for him except himself
No sweet soft lovers song to shelf.
To bring him hope or peace to find,
His one and only, lonely soul divine.
Some they miss, some they catch,
Their soulmate in just a breath
But then to last eternity seems,
A most impossible and childish dream.
But many years their lessons learned,
A chance to try again to find and earn.
Mistakes they’ve made put love to death
A second chance a second breath.
Here’s to all the one and two,
The ones that join the ones that grow.
Here’s to him that not begot,
The little ones or so I thought.
To sift through life afraid and lost,
No love he thought, no cost!
No love his pride in stead,
No love his soul stays withered and dead.