Promises lay broken like the toy broken forever
Only heard in echoes were the sobs breaking in air.
Promises were the seeds that were sowed on ones heart
When it was the time to reap they pulled their words back.
The harvest was sold and profits were booked
Everything was done at the cost of ones trust.
Promises are the words that flows freely anywhere
They cannot be trusted though they are written deep in ones heart.
It was mere a game to play with ones heart
Where each breath cried on being fooled in life.
While standing in front of mirror they smile back through the broken pieces
One cannot forget the words that pierced the knife in ones heart!
© 2016 Geetha Jayakumar
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So beautifully expressed. One cannot forget the words that pierced the knife in ones heart.....so beautifully put. It's true that broken promises hurt one like a sharp knife. Trust must be the basis of every relation. To break someone's trust is an unforgivable mistake. Enjoyed reading.
Farmer's problems emanate from broken promises. A promise made must be kept. Beautiful write.
The harvest was sold and profits were booked Everything was done at the cost of ones trust... Waooo...what a definition... outstanding poetry Mam. The very first line is so alluring and deep. Can feel it the life thru your write. It impressed me. Thank you so much. I do not how I came thru this..full 10
It was mere a game to play with ones heart Where each breath cried on being fooled in life.....touching expression! Appreciated this excellent piece. Top score dear poetess!
A broken promise breaks the heart and plunges one into misery and despair. A lovely poem which will surely serve as a forewarning to all readers.
It was mere a game to play with ones heart Where each breath cried on being fooled in life. what a nice poem....well done...thanks for sharing
It is the promise we are living to fulfill the promise or else there is no need of life. I share your emotions equally. Thanks for sharing. Regards. +10
No more words or explanation is required since you have made it abundantly clear. Thanks. Promises are the words..that pierced the knife in ones heart! .... They cannot be trusted though they are written deep in ones heart. One cannot forget the words that pierced the knife in ones heart!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When trust is broken, the heart like a mirror breaks into several shards......! It will be difficult to glue the broken pieces.... A very poignant write!