Broken 2
The sun raises so does it set
There's winter and summer; two different seasons
There's a beginning and an end; all these occurs different times
And all these, He was relating them to Ecclesiastes 3
That there's time for everything
His head soaked in a pillow with tears
His heart connected to veins with small leakages
Blocked arteries that almost reminded him of everything
Those bitter words that made him regret the loyalty
Those bitter words that brought pride and ego of a royalty
If only he'd handled this carefully, loving with limits, it would by have happened
She had teared his heart into pieces, he had no piece
Now his tears dropping with cracks on them; ooh what a heartbreak
I could see the pain and agony, the despair and the sorrow
I could see it all, the words through his unsettled lips
Seeking a shoulder to lean on, he only found his bags
It was time to travel again, these tears would only fit a piece of paper
But even the kidney failed patients get well again
Why not broken hearts? He'll get well again
The problems will be fixed and heart will be sewed
Copyright © Ashon Thee Poet | Year Posted 2019
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