Epitath to a broken heart

Take heed a tortured heart to heal
Scarred and bruised like orange peel
Worn, now empty cast aside
Like so much flotsome on the tide

It beats a lonely tune for one
Devoid of feeling, cold and numb
Its melody, now a requiem
That rides the winds
Of distant fens

Empty cold, its essence gone
No spark or magic to keep it strong
Battered by the tears of time
No longer hers and barely mine

Deprived of hope, its plea's unheard
Its grief unshared, like a wounded bird
Turned inside out and torn apart
An epitath to a broken heart.



Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-11-24 at 12:46

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BlueyedSoul
Dear Penfold

This one is so full of pain..i have been there my friend and even to think of it makes my heart hurt. There is no greater pain than from a broken heart. Going to mark this one!

EXCELLENT WRITE !

~BlueyedSoul
2005-11-24