In the noon of that same day
I saw an old man cry
His sobs bemoan regret
He is heartbroken
Yesterday, it shattered into bits
In the fold of his shirt lay the pieces
And I watched as he tried to reassemble them into one perfect piece
He got it wrong
It wasn't a heart-
It was shaped like a boomerang!
.
He cried and cursed at the wind
He has a broken heart
He vowed never to forgive
Never to share, never to love-
He doesn't have a heart!
.
A broken heart
No sage can mend
A heart plundered and spoiled
A heart in pieces
No man can heal
With a heart in pieces
You are the only exception
.
Surrender to God your imperfection
Watch what He does with broken hearts
Let go of what is not true
You've got a tight grip to falsehood
Oh! You are the only exception
With a heart in pieces
You are the only exception
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem