Divine Love:

Poem 1

Young and frail, a child of naivety

I found myself at crossroads, confused   

Hurting like hell, as it should at twenty.

Oh, now I say it; so hard it was then   

To acknowledge I had trusted too much   

Believed in a faith many doubted.

So hurting was it, that first love

But the times were good, which there I got 

My first kiss I still talk of today.

I cannot tell how in love I fell, 

So blinded were the eyes at the moment 

In which I deluded my heart, and saw the world.

But after Cupid’s poisoned arrow struck

Everything stopped to matter but love

And plunged deep into unknown pain.

You’re send from above, I told love

To a lonely heart like mine, to cherish

Where forever starts, and solitude ends.

Then were the songs I composed 

Sang in my heart’s quietude throughout the night,

Which I passed watching the stars and praying to the moon.