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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
I miss you, yes you.
Where have you been?
Were you hiding or hibernating?
Your strong will and encouragement I seek,
Those inspired words you speak.
Always true to yourself,
Even if people gave you hell.
You stay cool, calm and collective,
Don’t let cruel gossip be infective.
Where have you been?
Did something happened unforeseen?
You don’t let peoples’ hate broke you down,
You make sure you stand your ground.
I know, their behavior caused sometimes pain,
You try to refrain, not think or react on it,
It makes your sometimes sick.
Don’t worry my ingenuity friend,
The two of us will stay true friends.
You are my soul, and I am your body,
Together we ride our storms till the end.
I looked into my broken mirror
At the shattered images of me
I watched my fragmented life fall piece by piece
Til there was nothing left to see
I blew out my exhausted candle
And lay down upon my wrinkled bed
I let the dark consume my soul
As the nightmares filled my head
I did warfare with the demons
Who came to stake their claim
And torment what's left of my sanity
Until all that's left is pain
This crippling loneliness vice grips my heart
To where I no longer know how to feel
And I walk out my door with a pasted on smile
And act like someone who isn't real
I pray God above has heard my plea
And he will soon send help my way
And he will wipe away the scars I bear
And live to love another day
soon i will be less tired
all toenails are grassy green
both my big toes have yellow puss oozing from them
i have been walking since before dawn
it is now half past midnight, and i am nowhere near home
there was a time when i could listen to her heartbeat and everything was immediately okay
there was a time when i could listen to her talk about her day and forget completely about mine
there was a time when the only time we would argue would be over the silliest of things
all we would have to do is make each other cum and everything would be good and new again
then real life time hit, and all of a sudden this strange witches brew amnesia overtook our bodies
the permanence of it as a whole made us begin to forget the beginning of what we had worked so hard to begin
now we are shooting bullets at the center of the sun
now we are throwing acidic spitballs at the nucleus of the moon
now we are just strangers in passing wishing we could let go of our frustration on certain attractive celebrities
then again, there is no pain or regret....and everything is okay
A gentle soul ushered into my being with patient Love.
Feeling this peace once again as she is the light from above.
This is my swan song of my life, waiting and knowing it is done.
I have come here with an open heart sharing my Love to all as one.
Will this seed of my soul flourish as I leave to sing?
I stand watch as I know what our efforts will bring.
Celebrating that magnificent beauty arrayed before us.
We share this unspeakable joy that my life is finished I trust.
My sorrow turns me inward knowing my soulmate will be in pain.
The final farewell I give to you my love and I will see you again.
So be of good cheer and know we'll be together when the time comes.
For now my life will transcend beyond here, as I am waiting for you to become one.
So Please my Love, live your life as it ought to be.
And in time when you're done you will come back to me.
When, like petrified shells, rocks, bones, and skeletons
Narrow thoughts, words, and actions show their elegance
As the swan of fables bisects water from milk
Shouldn't we shred narrowness, though it's, like stones, thick?
The tender caress of the Supreme, like the breeze
Heals us from the ills of vices and makes us ease
May openness fill each tabula rasa head.
Optimism, like prophets and messengers, let's spread
Harmonized, like the rhythm of a melody
We mingle ourselves within cosmic parody.
Like an albatross, we fly on a gratis rein.
We dance with Nataraja, freed from every pain.
My love and obsession is the written word
Whether in a poem or my favorite book.
It can hold pieces of the past and contain
mystery,
I enjoy reading about the days of old.
When money is tight, I can travel to various
places.
And different cultures emerge and I see
amazing things.
I'm a hopeless romantic so I read for sure
pleasure,
Who knows what I find? Reading is what I
love to do.
As a child I endured so much pain and the
written word soothed me.
A beautiful book gave a hurt girl shelter from
the rain.
My obsession allowed me to be or do anything
I became free,
I believe in the written word, it was my life line.
There's something that lives inside me
I feel it cause it feeds on me
It feeds on all the softness
And leaves my rough edges to rub on me
I need an X-ray because I can feel it's big
It's like a cancer that consumes me
A darkness not from this world
Forged at a time I was lost
This unexamined pain can't be left unattended
Most days I babysit it and it drains me
I'm awake even in my sleep
Cause i need to keep an eye on it
Maybe that's why love is hard to keep
Cause it doesn't take root
How can it while the pain sits there
It's made a home where it shouldn't
And all the medications I keep taking ain't helping
Cause it goes straight to the pain
And leaves my body aching
And all this pain I'm left to project outward
The PO£T
I see you ‘cross the vast expanse,
a love disguised in dreamy whirl
and clothed in raiment sun-spun gold
as wispy cirrus wraps your dance
the music of your sigh aswirl -
a breeze I feel but cannot hold,
but dance I will with memories
though for your arms I’ll ever pine,
I look to skies for bluest eyes
at times behind the tapestries
of cumulus both yours and mine –
the realm in which my angel flies.
Our love so like the lilac leaf
two halves that shared a center vein,
once green we were but now I fade
I’m torn in half without relief
the pain not washed away by rain —
this heart-shaped leaf afraid and frayed.
O touch me warm your slanting rays
how cold my soul you left behind,
to gaze through tears at beauty high
to wander through the haze of days
and know the planets misaligned —
when eyes of turquoise dyed the sky.
Alas, myself but cosmic dust
yet still, the stardust gilts the rust.
We had been married thirteen years.
We had two daughters aged four and one year old.
I had no idea what she wanted to talk about that day.
We went into our bedroom and closed the door.
There were no traces of any hatchets,
but by God one was about to fall.
I only heard the first few sentences before the room went silent.
The echo of my heart was beating in my skull.
A cold invisible sweat rolled down my brow.
My body was drowning in an unforgiving ditch of sinking mud.
The atmosphere was a sandpaper
grating against the grain of my senses.
Even the chair I was sitting on betrayed me
as it plugged itself into the wall.
There was no call from the governor
. The sentence was death by a lethal injection of
‘it is over, I want a divorce.’
My wife of thirteen years ended our relationship that day.
If love is bliss, if it is the light
then unrequited love is the switch that extinguishes the Sun.
I was sure “I am not in love with you,”
repeated itself in the annals of the entire universe.
Surely, the planets were no longer aligned;
the stars must have lost their brilliance that day.
At least the traffic must have stopped
and the economy crumbled worldwide.
Not as much as a mosquito bite
was affected that day.
All was as it should be.
Life was as fine as rain,
the day my world stopped spinning
and fell off its axis.
I cried that day,
I cried everyday for the next five years.
There is no pain
like the rejection
of the love of your life.
I was monogamous then
and I am monogamous now.
One life, one love.
It took me another two years to stop crying completely
and another three to grow a new spine.
It was, it is a brand new day and I am searching for my one love.
It feels good to be alive. It feels good to smell the flowers in the rain.
September 1 2014