Broken Heart

Broken Heart… I am enslaved to my heart for love until when? My heart always demands and seeks to love until when? Once if I find a knife, I will cut him in pieces. Hope to find strength and live without the love until when? I rather live and not have any love in my heart. All of this pain is there, but nobody shares its part. Regret that life is passing everybody way too fast. If I don’t have my love, I do not know where to start. What is this heart that has four different chambers in? One is for love, the rest pain, it’s always has been. If I was born again, I want to have no more heart, I do not mind muscle, bones and live in my skin. The love that hurts, is not love, it's a painful burn. If you survive the pain, you definitely will learn. Let me have pain again I want to burn one more time, What a nice pain it is, I positively return. The love is light, delight if you have it awesome flight. No kiss or touch you need, all that you need is your sight. When you look, all the look will be the kiss and your touch. All tomorrow will be your everlasting tonight. Haloo 2/4/22 Note: This form of Poetry is called Rubaiyat. It is a quatrain with a special rhyme scheme. Poetrysoup has a good definition and example. The painting is called Anomaly... it is acrylic on canvas.