BROKEN

this is about not seeing what is right in front of you.

                             BROKEN
Your eyes bear a sorrow that is like a cicatrice,
Healed but ever present,
A constant reminder to never forget,
That you have been wounded,
That you have been hurt soo bad that ,
Despair has taken residence in your soul.

I come with no magical cures,
No sacred talisman to hold the pain at bay,
No balm to salve your damage,
I have not even words,
That could soothe with their sweetness,
Or make you think with their logic.

 

It seems soo unfair ,
That you willingly gave your heart to someone ,
Who knew not its value,
Who broke you and laughed,
As the pieces fell through her fingers,
Like soo many shards littering the floor.

 

When I have been here ,
Ever vigilant for the day you would see me,
And claim me as yours,
I have been here to pick up the pieces,
And with the skill of a surgeon sew  them back together,
But I am out of skill to fix you this time.

 

So instead I  will hold your hand,
And sit here voiceless without a remedy,
That will ease your sadness,
Until the day you realize the pain has receded,
Your eyes have cleared,
And you have survived as I knew you would.

 

                                vidya

Reviews

[Neon]

It seems soo unfair,
That you willingly gave your heart to someone ..

These lines're realistic and you can label the Modern Life .. every day even every second our heart beats for someone and when it watches some stunning faces .. it starts bouncing like a Basket Ball .. and the heart becomes a ball and someone stunning face becomes a basket .. and when the ball bounces and hits the basket .. the 'Broken' comes ..

In a short, heart lives into someone's heart and when it completes the goal .. it bounces for an other basket alias for an other heart ...

A thought-provoking poem with the emotions you made. Your cool.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Awww thank you hon for your very kind review

[Neon]

yeah ... when someone as beautiful as you say "thank you hon instead of thank you Neon" .. yeah.. then too, I can't control myself to say "My Pleasure, Pretty!"

[BlahBlahBlah]

"I come with no magical cures,
No sacred talisman to hold the pain at bay,
No balm to salve your damage,
I have not even words,
That could soothe with their sweetness,
Or make you think with their logic."
This is so true! Sometimes, words aren't enough rather, one just needs the presence of a sympathetic soul to feel like he isn't alone. Beautiful poem!

[Vidya Bacchus]

I thank you for your kind words and your deep understanding of what i am trying to say

[Michelle N. H.]

I feel this :) Sometimes reassuring words are irrelevant. Knowing someone is there by your side and that they truly care for your state of mind can be comfort enough. Furthermore, time is a good healer for any wound.

[Vidya Bacchus]

your words are soo true.Thank you soo much for saying exactly what i meant

[unexpectedsparkle]

I really like this-it's well written, and it's really true. Sometimes sitting there holding someone's hand is the only cure there is. The word choice is good too-it's not dull or average. Great job.

[Vidya Bacchus]

thank you soo much .Sometimes i worry that my writing veers off too much on the sad side.

[unexpectedsparkle]

Sad isn't bad. I wrote a poem similar a while ago called "Masked".

[Vidya Bacchus]

i read it it was very good .Thank you for your kind words

[Chris Rampersad]

... Yeah... this is ah good example of writing that would make u brothers uncomfortable. Good poem. Emotional and all that. But so uncomfortable right now.

[Vidya Bacchus]

haha exactly what i was going for lol

[Sami Khalil]

"It seems soo unfair ,
That you willingly gave your heart to someone ,
Who knew not its value,
Who broke you and laughed,
As the pieces fell through her fingers,
Like soo many shards littering the floor."


So many unfair things in life and so many broken lives...Bravo

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you most graciously kind sir

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)...........