Blessing Anastasia Abaka
A Broken Heart - Poem by Blessing Anastasia Abaka
A cheerful heart, what happen to it?
Does it break like a glass or does it cut off like a tree,
Does it smell like a rotten egg or does it fall like the snow.
A broken heart it is!
Does it sink like the droplet of the rain,
Does a broken heart Explode?
Why isn't a cheerful heart be appreciated?
Why is there condemnation instead of praise
The humiliation and condemnation make me want to crey.
Why does everyone please themselves before others,
Why do they insult those who are cheerful.
To me they are wicked and selfish
They have eaten up their emotion of love.
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