Broken Heart Poem by Trailakya Roy

She seeks neither peace nor any joy
Played he with her like a new toy
Now she is dirty, ugly and old
Shines no more like diamond or gold
She suffers every moment in and out
Burning deep but can't say loud.
All are gone now, none is near
Cannot cry, rolls down her tear
She thinks only lying in her bed
Silently hours and hours as if dead.
Was it me who was wrong?
She writes lines or sing a song.
Is love fake or game of passions
Grows old with time as a fashion.
She thinks daily time and again.
Wants freedom but cannot escape its chain.