Heather burns

A Broken Heart (prose)

When you left my heart
was broken
tiny pieces were scattered
my search to find and
repair the damage began

I grew very excited for
in my search
thinking I had finally
gathered all the pieces

The task trying to attach
each piece in the proper
place so it would look
as if nothing ever

No one would ever know
the damage that had been
done. I was almost finished
when realizing a tiny piece
was still missing

searching everywhere in
the darkest corners but
it had vanished. I finally
came to understand a broken
heart will never be as it
once was
a broken heart will always

Submitted: Monday, September 02, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013

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  • Ramesh Rai (4/3/2014 10:03:00 PM)

    searching everywhere in
    the darkest corners but
    it had vanished. I finally
    came to understand a broken
    heart will never be as it
    once was
    a broken heart will always
    beautiful.love it. regards.10+++* (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (2/5/2014 5:46:00 AM)

    Very well detailing about the irrepairable loss, resulting to a broken heart..... very well written
    You may read my poems - 1) All at a time 2) Cause (Report) Reply

  • Susy Evelyne (11/1/2013 3:16:00 PM)

    Such a poignant, honest poem that creates a powerful image as we read it. I love most: 'a broken heart will always remember.' Hope writing the sadness helps it to heal a little. (Report) Reply

  • Susan Lacovara (10/12/2013 10:08:00 PM)

    So bittersweet when we realize those little pieces of our hearts can never be replace...try as we might...So comforting to know we have shared emotions, experiences and events that shape our poet's hearts. Lovely, lovely, lovely! (Report) Reply

  • Roseann Shawiak (9/30/2013 2:02:00 AM)

    Thank you very much for your comment on my poem, Words Of Expression. I appreciate it and the fact that you read my poem.
    Once your heart has been broken it is scarred forever even if you piece it back together. A new love may help you regain your balance, but the scar is there nevertheless throughout life, causing the heart to always remember, just as you stated in last line of your poem. Beautiful write. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (9/5/2013 4:19:00 AM)

    So so true a broken heart never forgets, a small piece but a huge statement that is so clear well said indeed...regards | Delete this message (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (9/4/2013 8:03:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem..A broken heart cannot be mended. But still a last hope, a small piece can mend it again.
    Fantastic write Heather. Loved it. (Report) Reply

  • Deepak Sawhney (9/4/2013 7:20:00 AM)

    Couldn't agree more than what has already been stated in a few comments below, especially the aspect of David Wood's...'Hope'. Doubtlessly a great rendition, yet 'Hope' tomorrow will be better than today. (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (9/3/2013 5:28:00 AM)

    Perhaps the last piece to look for was hope? Hope helps broken hearts to mend. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/2/2013 11:15:00 PM)

    It remains ever a painful reality that abroken heart, like a broken glassware cannot be repaired! A great philosophical observation beautifully put! (Report) Reply

  • Noreen Carden (9/2/2013 5:26:00 PM)

    This really touches the heart especially if one has experienced a broken heart
    Beautiful writing 10 out of 10 (Report) Reply

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