A Broken Heart
she heard the sound of pigeons overhead
looking up she saw them whirling and gyrating
forming ever emerging patterns in the sky
they soared on and on
until they turned into black dots in the blue
such sights would have sent her to raptures
sometime back......
but now when she sees them
she can only think of the years speeding by
and the chances missed
her whole life- a fading black dot!
she is infected with a virus of melancholy
she walks with lacerations in her soul
pain consumes her without flame
forever she wages a battle inside,
to drive out the demons of dejection
but she feels as if a sharp knife
is cutting right through her heart
and she winces at every chop
though she tries hard to cover her bruises
they bleed red and make themselves known
pain has sucked her out
in a leaking vessel, she collects her tears
to water the parched terrain
of her drought stricken domain
light has sorely betrayed her
and now she lives in perpetual darkness
fighting with black shadows
day in and day out with a broken heart
that can never be mended!
A Brian Strand 1096 Poetry Contest
Placed Fifth
Feb.26.2022
Some Broken Hearts Never Mend Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Faraz Ajmal
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