BROKEN HEARTS

In the depths of sorrow, where pain resides,

Where shattered dreams and love's demise,

A broken heart, a wounded soul,

Longing for solace to make it whole.

Oh, fragile heart, so tender and true,

Once filled with hope and skies of blue,

Now adorned with cracks, like fragile glass,

The echoes of love, a haunting mass.

Each tear that falls, a symphony of woe,

A silent plea for love's sweet glow,

But fear not, dear heart, for time will heal,

And mend the wounds that now you feel.

For in the darkness, seeds of strength grow,

From ashes, a phoenix begins to show,

Embrace the pain, let it guide your way,

To brighter skies and a brand-new day.

The broken heart is not a sign of defeat,

But a testament to love's bittersweet,

Through trials endured and lessons learned,

A stronger heart emerges, love returned.

So let the tears cleanse the wounds within,

Embrace the journey, let the healing begin,

For in the depths of pain, a beauty lies,

A chance for growth, a love that never dies.

Hold on, dear heart, for love will find,

Its way back to you, so gentle and kind,

And when it does, you'll know it's true,

A love that's meant for only you.

So gather your pieces, embrace the scars,

For they tell a story of love's memoirs,

A broken heart may ache, but it will mend,

And in the mending, a love reborn, my friend.