Of Broken Heart Poem by Rohan Razi
Of Broken Heart
A glass was thrown
on floor before dawn;
scattered into pieces
cut the heart to slices.
A mad poet is weeping,
hasn't have a nice sleeping;
His heart can't be dreaming
Injured. Broken. Sad. Crying.
No threads can sew the pieces.
No glues can tie the slices.
No pills can cure the heart.
A mad poet's heart isn't hard!
Saturday, February 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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