Mitra Samal

Mitra Samal Poems

The Best Poem Of Mitra Samal

Heart Breaks

Yes I have endured heart breaks too,
Every time I see an orphaned child picking up
rags on the road,
My heart breaks a little

Every time I visit the old lady next door,
Waiting for years now for her son to arrive,
While hoping against hope,
My heart breaks a little

Every time I drop a coin into the bowl of a crippled man,
Who sits near the temple in all weathers,
My heart breaks a little

Every time I pass a dog lying dead on the road,
Having been crushed by a vehicle, Just like another thing
My heart breaks a little

Every time I order high priced food in a cafe,
And leave some part of it untouched,
Even when I know there are people dying of hunger
My heart breaks a little

Every time I read about the crimes in the city,
while having my morning coffee,
and close the paper with a heavy sigh,
My heart breaks a little

Every time I set aside enough fortune to grant,
But instead spend most of it on unworthy lavishness,
My heart breaks a little

Every time I turn blind and stolid to my surroundings,
Every time I make and break promises to do my bit for this world,
Every time I am impassive to the sufferings of others,
Every time I indulge myself with extra comfort and elegance,
Every time I turn selfish and cruel with no regards for others,
My heart breaks a little,
It breaks a little more,
And it will keep breaking down,
Until it is shattered to its demise.

Mitra Samal Comments