The Song Of The Breakheart, Love But Break Not The Tender Heart Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

She was sobbing and sighing, sobbing and sighing for sometime
Without any break
And the tears had been falling down, falling down
From that innocent girl,
Demanding love from him
And he as a man turned rock
Viewing the girl in tears

Nothing to be affectionate and sympathetic
And compassionate,
Love and change for another
And we have forgotten to fear God,
Lord Jesus,
What did He say,
If you fail to love a man are not a man,
If the heart of yours is not pure,
What did St.Valentine
Who even laid down his life for love sacrosanct and sacred?

The girl was sobbing and sighing for sometime
Without any break,
Sobbing and sighing,
Braking and melting,
The teardrops flling down
And she wiping out with her hands
Stealing from the world
A lady in distress and agony
Saw I, felt I,
Holding the hand
To be calm and quiet,
Oh, that stranger girl,
Suppose that she were mine,
My beloved not, why not sister!