My broken heart is bleeding on the floor
You thrown it down, walked out the door...
I'm left alone with aching heart
And have a brand new life to start
But I won't do that stupid thing,
I better choose the hellish sin.
I lie beside my bleeding heart
And make some kind of deadly art
The pretty knife looks right at me
And open window calls to set me free
What choice to make the last in life?
Three seconds flight or sharpened knife?
A lovely pigeon soars outside..
He doesn't know that i can't fight!
I bravely take a heavy gun
And push to head, Lets have some fun!
The last I hear is muffled shot.
It is the End I've finally got.
Someone will say you're not too smart
But i can't live with broken heart.
what a lovely poem is this one..liked it and its well written and specially i like this stanza of your poem... A lovely pigeon soars outside.. He doesn't know that i can't fight! I bravely take a heavy gun And push to head, Lets have some fun! you got 10+++++
the hidden and subtle message.. enclosed within the stanzas...stanzas finely prepare the theme to emerge..lovely piece..nice poetic skill..10++
Hi Katerina; Considering that English is probably not your home language, you have an excellent way with words. Broken Heart is a classic example of a love poem and conveys exactly what you must have felt (if it is about you!) Nice work.
hey... katerina.. the pain of a broken heart when loved and thrown apart or feeling neglected is well expressed... beautiful... it is true..the last few minutes when heart is broken.... these are things we all feel...but only those who have known the depth of love will ever reckon this pain... beautifully written..keep writing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A true depiction of what one feels and even sometimes plans in situations like this. The melancholy has been spilled very splendidly through words that grabs the readers attention..........