Anam Rizvi

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The Breaking Of The Human Heart - Poem by Anam Rizvi

It's a slow and ponderous process,
The breaking of the human heart.

It doesn't happen in a matter of moments;
No clear division of one into two.

Part by part and bit by tiny bit,
A chunk is carved,
A piece bitten into,
A raw emotion filled nugget is relished.

As each beautiful emotion begins to wilt,
As cherished love and tender joy are butchered,
We Die.

In the end what remains is:
A futile pumping of cold blood into harsh veins.

Nothing is of purpose and,
There is no meaning in this mundane act.

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  • Ian Bowen (7/19/2008 7:53:00 AM)

    Anam, a great idea for a poem, and well written.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 19, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, July 20, 2008

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