On heartaches

She saw the snow,

Wild in its flow;

Through the woods,

Wearing coloured hoods;

Where the lantern cracked

When the night ransacked.

She saw the tears,

Through the rears;

Humble and base,

To adieu a phase;

When the wind screeched

When love breached.

She held the lamp,

High and lo’

To show the path,

To bring the flow;

Definite and safe,

For what she crave;

Yet, she felt

In her it dwelt

Oozing and dropping

Slowly eloping

A shimmered jerk,

A sudden wake,

A pain that burnt,

A feeling awake,

A numb emotion,

A small heartache