Just told you not to drop it,
o the merchant of Madrid!
My heart is made of glass,
it's fragile, care it did need.
Look, thousand scars it does have,
how could I repair?
It has broken in many parts,
its pain who can share!
Tattered and scattered
it has lost its pure charm,
still it can beat and pump,
without doing any harm.
A simple task, I wanna give,
if anyone can do.
Pick up the pieces and
join them, if your heart is true!
Even with a true heart I'm apprehensive if I ever could repair the broken heart so shattered!
A very heart touching poem written with philosophical flair. Loved reading it. Thanks & Congrats, Ma'am.
even thought there is a broken heart, I'm sure someone can repair it for you. a good read
even thought there is a broken heart, I'm sure someone can repair it for you. a good read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Subhan Allah Haripada Da, a brilliant poem, a poem that beats, a poem that lives, a poem which still believes what a pretty little thing.