When love departs,
The soul cries!
And with it, the eyes!
Yet nobody hears,
Or sees the tears,
And the dead soul flies
To the distant skies,
Leaving the empty heart
Broken apart!
Dhaka
19 October 2020
When love departs, there isn't much left. A superbly crafted gem.
'When love departs, there isn't much left' - so much is said in this short sentence, and so truly! Thank you, @Evelyn Judy Buehler, for the thoughtful comment. Much inspired by the appreciation.
A perfect poem as a dedication to Sandra Feldman's 'Broken Heart' A poem full of pathos that touches the very core of your heart. Thank you Khairul Sahab for sharing it with us......5 Stars
Dear Geeta, Thank you for honouring the poem with a rating of '5 Stars' and also for the kind words attributed to it. I am highly inspired by both; the comment and the rating.
To the distant skies..........magnificent......thank u, dear poet......anjandev roy.
@Anjandev Roy, Thanks for visiting my page and leaving an appreciative comment here. Much obliged.
@Suresh Kumar Ek, Deeply touched by your generous praise. Thank you.
Yes, the heart that resides in the hollow, becomes hollow, nothing else, well said dear poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A concise and sharp edged poem cutting into heart's core. When love departs, not only the heart tears apart, but the whole world comes to a stand still! You have hit the nail on the head! Five star rating!