BROKEN HEART 💔




Deep down in the torso lies a morsel of flesh
Mild at Peace, races in distress
What accompanies a sound mind? A peaceful heart!!!
Know!that feeling be it sweet, bitter or tart
Heart is precious
Heart is like a glass

Once it breaks, it can
Only be mended not repaired,
It can not be resurrected;
It takes time for it to be healed

All lie and rely on what the heart says
In joy,warm and smooth it stays
Amidst pain,cold and broke it brays



People say brokenheart is a mistake you commit
Others say it an experience you must have
Religion Say's it is a curse
Philosophists says it is inevitable.
What is your definition?

My definition is;
A happy heart makes the face cheerful but,
heartache crushes the spirit
Oh yes! In logic and science it proves more useful
Yet not beyond pumping what actually dwells in it?
Expression of bitterness , pain and vast emotions
All set to motion, disease without a potion.

Heart is very difficult to handle
Very complicated to comprehend
Very sceptical to underestimate
Very ambiguous to interpretate
So becareful, how you use it

A broken heart is the worst
It is like having a broken rib
Nobody can see it, but the pain is,
Unbearable everytime you breathe.
Heartbreak does not mean giving yourself a break
No!
It means,i have learnt my lesson,let me start a new life.


Written by danielthepoet & Foreigner ©Copyright protected 

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