Time Cannot Mend a Broken Heart
TIME CANNOT MEND A BROKEN HEART
There are moments when I think of my life’s
ups and downs, as well as the beauty and
splendor of wonderful memories and the
pains and sorrows that came my way.
Then I think of my younger days, when life’s
pains, sorrows, losses were quite distant
and how they started trickling in my life,
breaking my heart … how they hurt …
Those times were hard, those times broke
my heart; but somehow I made it through.
The times I spent hurting, I would also think
of the delightful moments I spent loving.
Loving the people who touched my heart.
Although, some are dead and some are
living; they broke my diminutive heart,
torn it to pieces or left deep cuts in it.
My broken heart never mends for this heart
of mine is very sensitive to pain, when
those old memories come in my way for
time did not heal it; it just dulled the pain.
2/25/22 Some Broken Hearts Never Mend Poetry
Faraz Ajmal
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