A broken hearts pain
Is agony of the worst
Twisting, searing
A tearing of the guts
No peace. Never!
From the purest of aches
Gone is rest
From mans heaving chest
A broken hearts shame
Of fragility and blame
Never to harden
But dead to lifes beat
A great poem with true emotion, like it. May i invite you to read my new poem called, A True Poem About Drugs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As long as the heart gets mended, it can not be broken permanently. I think that is the reason we are comparing the emotions to that of a heart.. You have brought out the feelings of a broken heart. Well written!