It's over for him, I'm done his mind.
I'll always be apart of his heart, and still he remains kind.
Ignoring change will only make things strange.
We are binding, just now it's with and in a different range.
Never forgetting our story, all you taught me .
Each and every single, moment or glory.
Times of bliss and feelings that felt gory.
It hurts a little, no , it actually hurts a lot.
But I smile, as I'm grateful for everyone, and everything
I've got.
Thank you for a life, for a love which once seemed impossible. Cherishing all I have learnt from you,
Making my future self unstoppable.
Love from
A broken heart
First time when I saw you
Tried to adore you
But you assumed that
It was uncanny
I feel something in my bones
That I'm in friendzone
But I wanted to make something true
And it's kinda cruel
You didn't liked me
You didn't want to answer anything
Now you're with your close one
Sending photos of holding hands
To me
I only left with a broken heart
now we're here with
No breaking bones
Let me tell you one thing
It was easy to let you go
I feel I'm falling apart
All I have to do is
Cry , cry and wry
Blame it on them
And never gonna try
I'm left with only....
First time when I saw you
Tried to adore you
But you assumed that
It was uncanny
I feel something in my bones
That I'm in friendzone
But I wanted to make something true
And it's kinda cruel
You didn't liked me
You didn't want to answer anything
Now you're with your close one
Sending photos of holding hands
To me
I only left with a broken heart
So now you're busy
Time is running so slow
Let me tell you one thing
It wasn't easy to let you go
I feel I'm falling apart
All I have to do is
Cry , cry and wry
Blame it on them
And never gonna try
I'm left with only....
I said I'm on a train to meet you,
But you won't be waiting there,
I look around the platform,
I guess you really don't care.
I used to ask for you to be here,
But now I just want your call back,
But I can't find you here,
So I guess it's time to pack.
I drag my suitcase along,
And wonder through the streets,
I swear I heard your laugh in the air,
My heart skipped a beat.
I'm on a train to leave you,
Why weren't you waiting there,
Platforms still empty,
And you still don't care.
Best way to mend a broken heart:
To fall in love again, make new start.
Gravity weighs down,
Breathing becomes impossible,
Lifeless, empty, eyes.
I am a broken heart
By you I was shattered
So I tried to take back my power
By sharpening the shards
But as time went on
My pieces began healing
From hard glass , to soft flesh
Bound together and beating
And I almost felt shamed
By my lack of transformation
By becoming hard , but then soft again
While others become lethal
But then I think again
Which is better to have ?
A heart broken , or a mind twisted ?
"A heart broken ", I answer ,
"Because broken glass is easier to glue together
Than a tangle of yarn is to untwist."
And while I'm a healing heart , love , you're stuck with your own mentality
Unless you let God untwist the threads .
And that is a good reason to be soft .
That is a reason to not be lethal .
No wall detains those tears and pains
From a woken heart rejected
So all remains are salty stains
From a broken heart detected
How Do You Mend A Broken Heart
*
I stand by your grave
Hands clasped before me
My breathing shallow
My legs unsteady
I summon every
Ounce of strength
To keep from falling
*
All the days to come
Without you
All the nights to come
Without you
How will my heart
Endure your loss
*
In hospice
We reminisced
You were comforted
By the memories
Of our time together
You were proud of our
Rip-roaring compatibility
And our never going
To bed angry
*
You held my hand
And said
Fall in love again
*
My smile was faint
I said
No woman is interested
In a man with a broken heart
*
With a mischievous smile
You said
She is
When she knows
She is the one
Who can mend it.
*
Once your pain gets put on display
for the perusal of the world;
a broken heart
devastates dreamers,
as reality sinks in.
Love cannot be granted;
it can only be accepted or rejected.
And there are no simple answers
or shortcuts past the pain or shame
it may leave in its wake, should it move on.
Truth confronts lies and hopes
in their totality;
with a wanting heart.
And yet, empty promises
roll off the tongue
as they drift quietly into memory;
slipping into oblivion without making a sound.
A wounded soul is slow to heal;
for forever feelings, fester,
within subconscious dreams.
You come to grips with your fear;
however, the pain lingers;
and so, you wall off your heart,
barring love from ever entering it again.
"I'm okay, you're okay is a mask in the land of pretend "
I live in a vast land known as pretend,
it is a sad place of death and decay;
I'm okay ... I tell family and friend.
But, in truth I relive all deaths- each day,
in my mind's eye are the graves where they lay.
I wear a mask, and guise, and a false face,
hiding, never facing grief face-to-face.
But, I must or I will never be healed,
and if I can, you can ... the past retrace;
no more shield- we need all to be revealed.
With great anguish the day began,
Death severed love's embrace
A life of promises and plans
With one last breath the time we had together erased
With trembling hands he held himself tight
Tears rolling down his cheeks
The stinging tears hit the ground as they rolled off his face
His only love turned on him
Leaving him in the dust
Leaving him behind as she flew up into the sky
Not willing to say a goodbye
The harsh pain was much more than he could bear
Wedding bells were soon to ring
Her white satin gown draped across the bed
Collecting dust by now,
But now he wears a suit of black
To say his goodbye's
Each night his pillows' wet with tears
The devastating dreams are slow to part
Now in his eyes,
The heartache is still the silence of a broken heart.
Those of the broken heart
Sit alone and feel so far apart
From life and it’s comings and goings
Not caring and not knowing
Can they be made whole again
To be part of life and to blend
Leaving broken behind so courageously
To stand tall again gracefully.
© Paul Warren Poetry
A girl met boy,
it was early spring,
she fell in love
and blossoms flourished.
She did all the right things,
to please just him.
If birds twittered
she flew into his arms,
made him love her in return.
Times were when she thought
they weren’t meant to be,
she wallowed in his embrace.
Trees grew, fruits formed,
she smiled in contentment,
quelled her conscience with a smile.
She lost her heart.
As autumn came and trees
shed their rusty leaves.
Still he made her smile.
She believed in fairy tales.
He made her laugh,
she believed in him.
He was her dream.
The trees were bare,
snow covered the ground.
She left her home,
knocked on his door
but he didn’t open it.
She stood there in the snow,
her tears mingling with ice.
Can one die from broken heart?
They say that time, can heal a broken heart
You’ll fade away, and I’ll get a new start
And someday you won’t own me, the way you do today
My loving heart might live another way
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From the poem "My Loving Heart"
Entry: "Bite Size Poem No. 42" Poetry Contest
May 1, 2022
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
(HM)
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