Brokenhearted

Heart! My consciousness! My compassion! My reality! Broken by grief, stress, strain, wrath, and pain; now fails to be free! From that fatal moment, we lost our melodic rhythm, I have lost my Physique-psyche coherence and lissome...! Equilibrium like scattered feathers of a dead bird, Flows with winds and storms of emotions; now seen so blurred; Intimacy with you, my love, which I had felt and lost, Has fallen now like an age-old banyan tree, tempest-tossed...! Teddies, art and craft works, red-rose blooms and blossoms, and cards, Garments, bracelets, perfumes, gift vouchers, and plants in my yards; Each lay scattered, like reminiscences of homes looted, Who should I go for my consolation? My joys muted...! My meditations have failed; yoga and contemplation, Nothing left, save, implicit and explicit frustration; My brain seems gone blank as though John Locke's tabula rasa, I have become a lone dancer in a knees-up salsa...! The bleeding hearts of my fancy garden soon fade, somehow, Where have the doves that dwelt within windows of my home, now? Butterflies that fluttered, in my mind once, have gone quiet, When will, o heart, torn into bits, end my inner riot...??? 29 January 2023