When crystal hearts are broken
You cannot make repair.
The warmth and love you cherished
Turns then, to cold despair.
Its pieces of love shattered;
Though small, shall sparkle still.
So gather them as treasures
And keep them, if you will.
For crystal hearts when broken;
Though shattered and no more,
Are treasured for their beauty
Displayed to you before.
The pieces, just remember,
Though sometimes hid away;
Still sparkle like a treasure
When they're put on display.
The world should see such treasures
Because they're oh so rare.
Crystal hearts add value
To lives of cold despair.
And crystal, when it sparkles
In whole, or just in part;
Still is, of all its vessels,
True love's most favored heart.
this was wondrous, the fluidity of your words seem to simply...i cannot describe it all i know is that it was wonderful to read and brought a light to my face Finally With Hope, Timothy Weiermann A Lone Troubadour
rhyming of words are nice to read....this crystal heart is compared to the true and honest love...if trust, respect is never be a part of it, am sure that crystal heart will break itself..cheers naizz
This is absolutely lovely. An excellent poem, an excellent read 10+
You just proved that Love & Light can still shine through a shattering experience! ! ! 10/10 - wonderful write Wolfey :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is truly brilliant. I love the title, the flow, absolutely stunning.