WHAT HAPPENS TO THE BROKEN HEART?

What happens to the broken heart?Is it still beating,Or it suddenly stops?Does it mend itself,Or waits for someone else to do so? But what about the broken pieces?If they scatter all over agony,Who is going to come to fixAnd put them together? But when they’re left behindYet the heart still lovesIt gets weakenedBut quietly holdsContinue reading “WHAT HAPPENS TO THE BROKEN HEART?”

CYCLE

What brings the best out of yourself?That magically transforms you into a new beingBut baits you!For once you fall, there’s no turning backYou are now imprisonedIn chaos and in pain you are captivatedUntil you find someone who sets you freeFor it is not trueThat you can do it aloneYou can’t!The cycle repeats…

Two Fragile Poles

Vast gloomy skiesCovered by unseen criesShed with much of agonyAll alone, full of unknown We paint curvesEven we tend to embraceA dusk emptied by deathOf a vast constellstion The affection between usTurns to break usSlowly, the gap between usSwallows the term once we had “us” As air swiftsMy love for you beatsSounds like the beatContinue reading “Two Fragile Poles”

YOU’RE MY COLORS

This poem is for you, my love;You are my rainbow and my light out of world’s darkness.Allow me to unveil it by writing this… In psychology, colors have meanings and they shine individually,Many in numbers and each gives meaning like under the waters;In rainbow, colors are aligned and bright freely;Seven in numbers and as combinedContinue reading “YOU’RE MY COLORS”

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