In the caverns of a wounded heart,
Echoes a melody, torn apart.
A symphony of love, now estranged,
In the ruins of emotions, rearranged.
Once bloomed a garden, vibrant and bright,
Now shadows linger in the absence of light.
Petals fall, a silent surrender,
As heartbreak weaves its somber splendor.
A gentle touch turned into a thorn,
A love that faded, a rose left shorn.
The echo of laughter, now replaced,
By the hollow sound of love erased.
Tears paint a mural on the canvas of sorrow,
A masterpiece of pain that knows no tomorrow.
Words unspoken, an unfinished song,
A heartbreak narrative, both bitter and strong.
The moon witnesses the silent cries,
As a heartbreak saga unfolds and ties.
Broken promises, a shattered trust,
In the debris of love, emotions combust.
Yet, within the fractures, resilience lies,
A wounded heart, but one that still tries.
To heal, to mend, to rise above,
A phoenix born from the ashes of love.
For in heartbreak's aftermath, a chance to restart,
To rebuild a life, piece by piece, heart to heart.
The scars may linger, but love will find,
A way to mend what was left behind.
About the Creator
Standing Still
There are very few moments in life where time truly stands still. When your breath is taken from your chest and your body hangs weightless in that moment. Just long enough for it to stay with you from that day onwards. Deep in the red sands of the Australian Outback, I found that moment and clung to it forever.
By Kevin McLaughlin8 days ago in Wander
Comments (1)
I hate having a broken heart. Good job