The Pain Of Broken Heart Poem by Ravi Kopra

Whom do I show my broken heart
and teary eyes in this sulking city?
I have no friend here.
Whom do I go to tell it?
No one will listen to the story
of the shattered mirror in my house.
Whom do I pray to erase
the old memories my hurt heart?

My tears are too many.
Don't know how to stop them running.
The old memories are shattering my heart
and I am getting too restless.
To whom should I return to
to tell the stories of my saddened heart?