Without Love

A short poem on my thoughts of life without any love.

A heart without love

knows no joy, no feeling



A heart without love never

finds itself reeling



Never spins in a world

full of unexpected turns



Never pines, never burns



A heart without love is

empty and hollow void of

any hope for tomorrow



The sun will rise and set the

same way, beginning

and ending another bleak day

on a heart without love