Broken Soul

I hope you enjoy it

 

Broken soul, torn and worn out

     Prisoner inside and out

Shadow of a cold dark past

Grieving angel and outcast

 

Broken soul of porcelain

Canvas overcast and so unclean

Remember how you were in your past days

Bright ray of Sun, pure drop of Rain

 

Wipe away the dust of sorrow

Relight the candle of tomorrow

Stand up, don’t kneel and crawl

Bravely carry on shoulders your heavy world

 

Child in Time and Son of Doom

Exhibition of scars made up of gloom

You wear on face double disguise

One side is happy, the other one constantly cries

 

You make yourself content with screeds

But make them look as if they’re what you need

You never found the place where you belong

You fear Time and people who forget your song

 

Name of God made up of sweat and tears

Heavy icon of those who can listen and hear

Over you Oblivion will never lie

Your name is carved in stones that never die

 

But souls are not made of dimes

Nor of fame and glorious times

They are like turtle doves

They need a pair and live through love

 

Broken Soul go find your love

Find your pair and through life together shove

Look for the soul who can complete your puzzle

And take your time to heal, don’t hustle

 

  

 

Look for the Angel whose eyes will never lie

To whom to give yourself without a blink of eye

The one who has the key your heart’s core to unlock

By your hand, until the end of time, through pain to walk

 

The one who’d never ask for compromises for her whims

But who would gladly follow you even in dreams

Her, who would smile at you every night and every day

And, when in doubts, would help you find the way

 

Her, whose voice gives you the feel you’ll never wilt

And who’d never let you bare a guilt

Her, who can chase away the darkness inside your heart

Who won’t ever again let your reasoning and heart break apart

 

Look for HER – the girl who can turn your shards back into a piece of Sun

Who can bring to life the canvas and reveal your colors one by one

The pair…soul mate….echo…half of a soul so broken

Find her and give your love for so long kept unspoken

 

 

 

Broken soul, worn out and torn

Caged behind a locked up door

Smile when you cry and dry out when you scream

Your life’s a nightmare, not a dream

You are afraid to stand up from the ground

You think to sadness you are bound

But it’s your fault that your hope died

You stopped believing and started downward to fly

And now you find yourself in a precipice so harmful and so endless

Where only your SoulMate could find you and heal you with tenderness.

 

 

 

Author's Note

This is the translation of my poem "Suflet". It wasn't an easy task but i hope i did a good job.I'm looking forward to reading your reviews.

Reviews

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

A masterful undertaking. The description of the pain, sorrow and longing of the Broken Soul is sadly beautiful, truthful and I am empathetic for him/her. The longing and advice you give to find the Soul Mate is a quest so many are on and may be the only answer here. Well written and sublime. Thank you for sharing.
Light,
Siddartha

[Bhavya Kaushik]

This is such a sad write :(
Full of emotions!!
I loved it and really beautiful usage of language!
Damn good!!!!!! :)

[THERISA]

Know that English is a second or third language for you, but i had to look up a few words that you used in the poem. Where did you find the dictionary, which held the Middle English meaning for screed, beyond using the internet? As a strip of cloth or fragment. Thank you for educating me on the meaning of this word. The art of translation is poetry in itself. You are truly a gifted poet.

Your poem touches the heartstrings of the reader, with its tenderness and compassion towards the protagist. A man, who has lost all contact with society for various reasons. Sadly, this is a fact that too many people have to deal with as a reality. Thank you for sharing this poem with us.

Therisa

[The Rose That Grew From..]

its good its like got true poetry if you noe what i mean like the old days stuff that most ppl dont get i only got parts lol im just a humble urban poet

[Jane Doe]

I can so relate to this poem, so often I feel broken and lost. This is such a wonderfully written piece. I love these lines...

'You wear on face double disguise

One side is happy, the other one constantly cries'

Great writing!

[Carrie Montgomery]

"You fear Time and people who forget your song"~ we all fear being forgotten don't we?
this is so sorrowful and tragic, and beautiful all at once. Such a strong rhythm...especially when you know it is a translation- what a creative and skillful writer you must be!

[Gary H]

I'm impressed to hear this is a translation. Must have been really hard work to get this to read like it does. Certainly this is about an epic trip to find a true soulmate - something that is so hard to find - and may come along when you least expect!
I think you actually have three poems here you could name I, II, III, which would look quite cool.
Great work.

[Jeannine Saadeh]

wow..a very nice translation of this poem, its beautiful ;) jeannine

[PureSyn]

You have created a Powerful job with this write. Simply outstanding from start to finish. It embraced my heart and soul! Perfect!

Nicole

[*** Hey Jude***]

Your transformation of language is absolutely a masterpiece that you have painted with words! It comes from the soul of one seeking the eternal "spirit twin", two as one. This is narrated exquisitely, and I thoroughly enjoyed every line! ~ Jude :-)

[Chris Zahar]

You know, it was funny. After I wrote my previous review I watched Metallica's "Unforgiven II" video on Youtube and was able to draw a parallel between the two pieces. Both deal heavily with the way we react to being beaten down by the world, and both are about slowly opening your eyes to the light slowly beginning to crack through the walls some of us have built around ourselves. Perhaps the subject at the end of Unforgiven II never truly recovers from his own, battered emotional state, but perhaps he finds something better. Someone to share in his battered emotional state. Someone who is "unforgiven too". Many people want to know what a "soul mate" actually is. To me, a soul mate who shares in our happiness, but first and foremost, who shares in our pain, and feels it as if it's their own. So in the end, the subject of Metallica's song, I think, does actually find his soul mate, albeit in a dark, through equally beautiful and, in many ways, heavenly way, much like the subject of your poem is encouraged to do.