A Hollow Heart

A heart to love encased in gold

now shrivelled tight and old

not to beat with life and love,

the story now unfolds.

It beats a life

an echo felt

within a chest so cold.

Encased within its withered shred

of hate, regret and woes

Hollowed out of love and life

empty thunders roar.

Not to live a life of love

its beating endless chore.

Snowflakes

Winter's hold is tight and cold

smothered in a blanket deep.

All around the wind does blow

Timeless shivers within me creep.

Light the snowflakes fall around

swirling softly to the ground.

Covering all with magic white

pristine shapes a brilliant sight.

Now my bones lay deep below

the upper blanket of the snow

and the peace I hear above

of softly snowflakes landing so.

© Angelic Gifts 2013