Your razor blade words,
Have slit the vein of our love,
An eternal wound.
You came into my life without a sound, with out a word.
I was speechless
Butterfly speeding around, you gave me footprints in my heart.
You stepped in , never asked a word, you spoke, never thre out a hand to that on-broken heart, that you left foot-prints all n over.
You came into my life with a broken heart, you was sinking and you was pulling both hearts withbwith both foot prints ..
You gave me foot prints all over my heart and never cared enough to let go, and save me !!!
Why ?? I'll never know or understand why ?? You came into my life and lifted foot prints all over mybheart.
BANG
Shabang
Down the can
West winds blow away
Thought you were here to stay
Just like that gone anyway
"The end of a fleeting romance"
The joy of fervent freedom suffuses my sky,
enraptured heart’s allured songbird soars high,
glides in the spring-rippled amorous air,
carries your fleeting jasmine flair.
No one sings the song of lonesome yearning,
for the thunder storm of strife surges in
from the illusive horizon receding to obscurity,
the wrench of desertion crushes my ecstasy.
The crippled bird folds the wings curled,
like the withered flower painfully unfurled.
Mangled mind endures the pangs of isolation
in the ruined nest made of twigs of emotion.
The wilted petals dislodge from the floral fold
as the snow storm blows winds of desertion cold.
The devout flower finds the dreams in debris,
in the rustle of leaves its sigh subsides weary.
Radiance of the spent sun sets with a lonely creep,
an impaled bird loses its course in blue deep
of the far away sky not yet flown.
The pain of broken heart feels like black cat moan.
(Inspired by Glenn Hudges' song Black Cat Moan)
my broken heart -the silence is heavy
I am Sadness…
Buried deep within quiet hearts,
Where even light dares not stay.
Smiles are fragile masks,
Hiding truths left unspoken,
Fading into silence.
They bury my whispers in silence,
Pretending I never exist—
Yet I linger in shadows.
And when I rise…
Even silence trembles,
Powerless to resist. ??
What happens to a broken heart
that expose itself to thee?
Is it locked within a cage?
Or freed by a future thee?
With the hope to be loved and free
flying above the lands and sea.
Imagine!
With wounds repaired
And a spirit wide
No more to ache
No more to hide
It soars amongst the clouds & tides
The journey dreamt
That was once denied
It finally finds.
Its dream alive.
The naïve life possessed by the power of craving,
turns into an inanimate object, utterly inert.
The buoyant being, unsuspecting and unblemished,
captured by the vicious clutch of cunning yearning,
rolls in remorse like the fallen gems of longing garland,
the fragile string of innocence ruefully ruptured.
The sordid senses sheathed by spiteful insolence
don’t for a moment repent the presence
in the fleeting mind the obstinate obsession
of nurturing the ephemeral debased desire
in the swathing shades of garish grey,
decimating the radiance of the sapphire spirit
of its credulous possession disowned.
For the body and mind ravaged
by the vile strike of Black Excalibur of severance
life is no longer a charismatic concept.
The piteous ruins of the broken heart pile up in futility
at the threshold of despair in the debris of disdain.
Free from the captivity of depraved love,
the agonized heart pines to rejuvenate,
hopes to find the secret of solace for the desolate soul,
waiting for the time to rise re-invented
from the wreckage of self-worth.
Love life
who am I kidding
I nurture men until
they find forever homes
my time like
a black excalibur
slips from my grasp
age creeps up on me
no children
no legacy
to leave behind
my heart broken
not just once, but twice
it's too late in my search
too many complications
too much disappointment
to ever fill the void
of fulfillment
of sharing one love
with a soulmate
to call my own
My heart never heals
it lingers
from broken promises
broken dreams
my happiness went up and smoke
leaving loneliness
I put on a fake disguise
while searching
coping with deep agonizing pain
these emotional wounds
scratched open
watching lovers frolic in public
in time I hope to heal
move on
rebuild
till then
I seek to forgive myself
Pain.
Heartbreak.
It’s infinite.
It’ll always happen,
at least some point in a lifetime.
Whether losing a family member,
a partner,
a pet.
You can’t stop it.
You can’t prevent it.
You wish you could,
so you wouldn’t have to deal with the hurt.
But you know you can’t,
and it’ll happen.
Heartbreak happens everyday.
It’s sad, but normal.
Cancer carves fear on the soul
Marking the life in black grief, dread
Words like hope, the cancer stole
But we’re holding onto Him by a thread
Cancer inscribes a panic into life,
Distress, so anxious and apprehensive
Words like faith, might end each strife
Oh, this disease puts me on the defensive
Cancer writes worry through each dream
Darkening the spirit with heartbreak
It feels so terrifying – I could just scream!
God surely knows all that is at stake
Cancer engraves tears into the believer
Silencing the prayers so softly spoken
God will soon destroy this dark deceiver
And quiet the heart who has been broken!
Cancer pens heartbreak in my prayer
While I reach for the light in the shadows
Knowing, deep down, He is always there
While I can’t understand, He always knows
Cancer marks the heart with tears
Pouring salt into the wounds – such grief
But God blesses away all the fears
With His gentle spirit, oh such sweet relief
Broken heart
Lies don’t last
Tears don’t makes a river
You cut the rope holding our love
Sorry you can’t make it same size
Any more my dear
There is always a time to move on
Now I understand better
What it means to be a man
No matter how good you are
It can’t be a enough to keep a
Man out of pain
I blame no one but i cant just comprehend this agony of betrayal
Why this much sorrows
Why this much mental tortures created by lies
I remember the good times
I never forget your promises
I remember vividly your actions of Shame
I thought it pays to be good
You never broke me
All you gave me was just a
Broken heart
Doctor or Patient
The need is there
Being told by either
Is evident you care
In order to give
The thought
And or to Receive
Is Evident You Have Given
Another is with you
Caring
Sharing
Once was Distant
Never to forget the cause
But to embrace
The Healing Love
You Care
Confessions of a broken heart.
In the quit of the dark
The stillness the running of thoughts
The struggle to find clarity
In an environment built upon disparity
Rumors lies dishonorable acts
Fill the mind like panic attacks
At a crossroads a mental impass
Emotionally still attached
Direction to go is at a lack
Physically feel completely detached
As if in mourning someone who hasn't even passed
Hope remains for a second chance
For a love that doesn't freelance
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