Do not leave a heart yet shattered -
Shards of glass upon the floor
Lying there, profuse and scattered,
Splintered soul, bereft and sore
(Broken hearts can n`er be mended
In a moment`s fleeting time
Months or years they need be tended
`Fore they rise again to shine)
Serve it well with tender feeling
As it be your very own
Thence it would require no healing
Nor yet dwell for`er alone
Love and care is ever needed
Words and actions given free
Faithfulness should too be heeded -
Hearts belong to you and me
Reminds me somehow of Fergal Sharkeys song A Good Heart nice write Val.
Such lofty sentiments lavished on shattered souls in exuberant poetic diction! ! Great!
Beautifully expressed Val, as if being caressed. Your book of poems should be put together soon I hope, as I shall be your #1 devoted fan. You are 'THE BEST'... and write so elegantly and in perfect flow. Thanks for sharing.
Your words mean so much Valerie and you have certainly EARNT top spot without asking. Well done.
A Celeste was heard in the background as I read this, together they worked as love birds. Let us learn to fix hearts from your talented hands. Another lovely read.
Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.- Albert Einstein. I believe you are one of the few Val.
Delightful and heartwarming affections excellently conveyed.
really enjoyed reading this Val, yes a broken heart needs time indeed. Thanks for sharing. Bev x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hearts you see - broken to pieces Under feet, but you're in haste... You are running, flying, flickering As the flash in night or day... Time is passing... Hearts rots down... Where was aim of your haste? ... If you picked up the only one heart - May be you had a success...