When Two Pieces Of Broken Heart Cannot Be Glued,
That’s When I Die Waiting For You.
Bury Me, Like They Do To The Dead,
But Don’t Put Me In A Coffin
Bury Me In Your Heart Instead.
At Least I’ll Be Dead And Have Peace Ahead
Knowing I Sleep In The Very Place I Always Chased.
Because All I Ever Wanted Of You
Was To Give Me The Key To Your Heart.
And I’ve Got The Key Today, But…
…The Love Is Silenced And I’m Buried Dead.
Spiritless
Buried Dead…
preets...HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ...so happy to be able to wish you on this day though a little late in the day...great poem...my! you are improving dat by day...love...nalini
You are maturing on your love poems for sure. Great going Preets! I love the way you handle your subject in the poem. But, I would rather have a softer and a more romantic end.... yours is nice too! Keep this up..... hope you did have a wonderful birthday... the last of your teens ;)
awesome! ....................................................the dots are just because i have to use 20 characters
This poem is so sad. I feel your sadness coming through your words. I hope you soon find another love for broken hearts do mend. Irene *Hugs*
rise Pd. rise from crevices of that cruel heart and show world you can survive. nice poem... thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really liked this one....You are also becoming the Amour Queen! ! ! Love...TO