Glimps of My Broken Heart

“It’s not just a poem But a glimpse of my broken heart Waiting for someone to heal my wounds, These are not just some lines written by a pen But the thoughts that caused this over whelming pain, Words that left deep scares That can’t be fixed like a broken glass, Wished someone hear the silent screams of my soul But in this never-ending universe I’m still alone, Fighting the huge rough sorrow waves Don’t know how long my paper boat will sail, Lost the hope of someone holding my hand Now it’s just me in my dream fairyland, It’s not just a poem But a glimpse of my broken heart That has now stopped waiting for someone And given my fallen world a fresh start….” -----WHITE HUNTER