Tulsi Shrestha

Bleeding Heart - Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

My wounded heart, still beats for your love
Tears from my eyes, still flow for your view
These are my griefs, not just simple dews
Have you ever noticed, pain of aching heart?
I'm still alive with wounded, bleeding heart.
I'm blind to see the mask above your face
You enforced me to lie above grave street.
How can I trust the land beneath my feets
You inflicted on me as a hunter of death
I'm a wounded bird with broken wings
My own beloved, waiting me to die.
To tear my red flesh, for her own joy
My heart beats, its last beat for your love

Topic(s) of this poem: sadness

Comments about Bleeding Heart by Tulsi Shrestha

  • Chinedu Dike (11/1/2015 2:17:00 AM)

    Lovely depiction of heartbreak occasioned by disappointment in the bliss of love. A well articulated piece of poetry, insightfully penned from the heart with conviction. Thanks for sharing Tulsi. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • (10/26/2015 11:18:00 AM)

    very very very sad poem (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2015

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