Tears Of The Broken Poem by Aqeb Benazir Ibn Minar

Tears Of The Broken

Rating: 4.7


Even if our hearts were as strong as a storm, we'd still feel a little bit sad
Knowing that we've lost our grandfather, our friend, our dad.
For so many years, we've felt their presence
In so many ways, we've felt complete,
But truly, even if we deny - We sometimes skip a heartbeat.

Our lives are nothing but their memories and their art,
Orbiting us each day, reminding us of who we are
Where we stand and to whom we belong,
We pray and cry up oceans for them night after night
Praying to be together just one more time, in the worlds of light.

But yes you are so fortunate, that you got to leave,
You've made it to the greater step, I pray for us to meet.
May your soul be blessed and may it shine brighter than the sun, Again and again
'I love you' it's not a lie, I may not have said it that much
But I hope you knew inside, even if I may have been unkind as such

Nothing is left for us to do but feel the tears stream down our eyes
For we, once in a while have broken their hearts with one or two lies,
Their face glows and vividly fades away from our dreams those nights
That's when we fall, fall down to our knees, pray for we could have changed
The ways we reacted back in those days.

Thoughts of those moments, thoughts of their sorrow smile
Now makes us realize how we never cared,
For that to overcome, we treasure the good times we've shared,
The times we've heard them say 'You've made me proud'
The times we've felt them lay their hands, oh so be crowned.

Their tender touch, their forgiveness
Their blessings for us and their happiness,
We pray to feel it all again
Bring it all again,
To the eternal life, after this time.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
At some point of our lives, someone close to us departs off to the next phase. We think of the good times and try not to think the bad; but sometimes it haunts us back to how we responded in a naive way for our juvenile wishes. And sometimes we see them in our dreams at the utmost optimism and glory. But the fact that we get to realize what we did back then may have cherished and broken their souls in some ways, we always wonder if we could alter the deeds that wounded their affection in our times of immaturity...And pray that we get a second chance to do so for our next life. *the first two lines have some inspiration from another piece*
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Efran Menny 09 August 2011

I like the introduction, brings back alot of nostalgia with my grandmother who died

0 0 Reply
Matthew Campbell 08 August 2011

Nice... but I do agree with Chantelle Ribeiro. It sounds more of a confession or a conversation with a departed soul. But very well done(:

0 0 Reply
without a name Face 07 August 2011

yes, I find this correct, our lives are filled with loss, but and we try to dwell on the good but it is sometimes tainted by the bad memories. Thankyou for sharing this part of your heart. This is something that helped me get out a bit of my own simular feelings.

0 0 Reply
Jerrell Frazier 06 August 2011

it is a very good poem thanks for inviting me to read it

0 0 Reply
Michaela Cook 06 August 2011

Very touching. I think that many of us can relate to the things that we wish we could take back.

0 0 Reply
Mona Martinez 21 November 2011

i'm sad now. lol. loved your poem, you have a way with words that i like.

0 0 Reply
Megan Anderton 24 September 2011

Aqeb your a true beautiful poet. i can so relate to this poem, i lost my dad, and future mother in law, a few years ago. miss them both. It brought tears to my eyes. you have a talent, thankyou for sharing with me. your my favorite poet. i don't honestly read poems very much. but yours have touched me so i will keep reading yours. Thankyou

0 0 Reply
Anthony Zeigler 29 August 2011

Wow.....Im in school at the moment and i finished reading this and began to cry a little. I have a friend, my gradn father, and my dad....This is a touching poem. Very emotional.

0 0 Reply
Rouge Stallion 20 August 2011

interesting...well said. 'Knowing that we've lost our grandfather, our friend, our dad. For so many years, we've felt their presence In so many ways, we've felt complete, But truly, even if we deny - We sometimes skip a heartbeat.' You stated it with such understanding... For those of us who have lost it all, this poem means much. well written.

0 0 Reply
Harindhar Reddy 10 August 2011

It is touches every heart.Your poems is very spanteous with raw emotion............. It appealed my heart............Great job!

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success