Living with a broken heart
is hard to share
And the life is a burden
for the bearer intact.
Narrow lanes of life
is like the grassy way
Heavy to maintain
And resolve rhythm.
Sorry to say
Living with a broken heart
is hard to share
for the bearer intact.
Thankfully, in time, we all learn that a broken heart does mend... ...the pain becomes the distant past. All poets know the heart is never truly destroyed. Damages repair themselves, with time and by being true to one's self. Your write is medicine for those who think they are alone. Beautiful. Ten!
Life is a burnden at times; going through the pains of love. Nice work.
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Living with a broken heart is painful.But as Susan Lacovara said, in time we all learn to mend our broken heart and leave the pain behind.Nicely penned poem, thanks for sharing.