A silent blow, A soundless shatter
A million pieces strewn around
The wound is deep
An invisible bleeding
The mind all mangled in memories of past
And the pain of present
This wasn’t meant to me, I repeat to myself
It was a perfect union of mind, body and soul
Yet it is no more
A silent blow, A soundless shatter
A straying tear on my cheek
An unexplainable hollow
A sting and throbbing ache
How I wish I had not let my heart go
And had kept it in shackles of steel
But then in the guarded fortress
I’d never know what true love feels
A silent blow, A soundless shatter
And pieces of the my heart in a disarray
I know I have felt love
But I wish I could share it with the one
Who made me blissful like a child
But now has crushed me inside
Will I ever be able to pick up all the broken pieces
Will it ever mend again and be whole
And how will I ever fill my empty soul
A silent blow, A soundless shatter
And now my world will never be the same again…….
Fiona this poem is heart wrenching. It truly expresses a broken heart. But hope is never lost my friend. Love all manages to sneak into our lives when we least expect it. Keep writing poetess.
ReplyDeleteI know. I poured my heart out and I am glad u liked it. you strong belief in hope is admirable and I hope I never lose faith too. Thanks and do read on
ReplyDelete:( nice one fiona
ReplyDeleteThanx Raina. I am glad you like it
ReplyDeleteyesss u will b pick up n join it up.... chheerrzzzz
ReplyDeleteThank you thomson. You are my rock
ReplyDeleteAccording to George Crane, 'the human body has one ability not possessed by machines - the ability to repair itself'
ReplyDeleteBest of Luck!!!
True Luiza. Physical healing is a gradual process and the scars may remain. The healing of the heart and soul too is gradual but it requires acceptance of the Now. Most of the time that is what makes moving on and healing a painful process. Letting go sometimes is more difficult than holding on.
ReplyDeleteFiona, this poem perfectly depicts the pain of having loved and lost and the shattered sense of self that is oftentimes left behind. I loved the imagery and the tone of nostalgia and longing. A broken heart come to life! Lovely! :)
ReplyDeleteThanx Bella, Just scribbled my heart out. I am glad you liked it.
DeleteVery touching!!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. Please do visit again
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