How do I mend a broken heart?
Shattered by sharp words spoken harsh.
A heart so fragile
And so torn apart.
A stony heart mishandled.
Turned bashful, and punctured
In all its parts.
A heart malnourished,
Void of courage, and highly unstable.
Unencouraged, and nearly disabled.
A playful heart rendered incabable
Of coping with emotions.
Hoping for every thing hopeless.
Tortured by forces spoken and unspoken.
Uncertain of everything
That was once certain.
And searching for shelter
In a place desolate and deserted.
How do I comfort a heart
So hesitant and nervous?
So cautious and removed.
A confused heart
That's learned to be more
Introverted and aloof.
Hiding far from the truth.
How do I soothe a heart
Bruised and teased?
A heart whose locks where broken
With stolen keys.
Your compassion and desire to WANT to mend this heart is what makes this poem for me. Sometimes so many of us coil into ourselves when we are wounded - I know I have - and we are unreachable (end of story ) but time - patience - understanding - builds trust and then slowly SOMETIMES - that coiled injured heartache begins to unwrap itself and let you put bandages on it - but only SOMETIMES. That is what is so painful - having to accept when it won't happen no matter how hard you try. -Leah
That just leaves me breathless. I really enjoyed reading it. It has a lot of conection...I think that a lot of people can relate to this in some way or another. You did a brilliant job with this, it was written beautifully.
i just realized i suggested yet another word with courage when i thought of replacing unencouraged with discouraged ... ah well ... maybe i meant something else like emaciated ... emaciated and nearly disabled? no, too harsh sounding with the c & t ... but maybe something like that ... if some word comes to me in the night while i'm not looking for it, i'll send you a message ...
this does flow extremely well ... and above all, leaves the reader with a feeling of connection, of relation, of understanding ... you seem to have a talent for the whole rhythm, flow, rhyme scheme thing ... not many people pull it off so well and all too often sacrafice meaning for form ... i especially like the interior rhymes here:
a heart
malnurioushed
void of courage
and highly unstable
unencouraged
and nearly disabled
at first, it snagged for me with the courage and then the unencouraged, but when i thought of what other words could be used there - like discouraged - it messed with the whole syllabic count and flowed better the way you already have it ...
and here:
how do i comfort
a heart
so hesitant
and nervous
so cautious
and removed
a confused heart
that's learned
to be more
introverted
and aloof
hiding
far from the truth
this is nice too, with the removed, aloof, and truth ... i think your internal rhyming works even more toward the flow of words than the end rhymes ... and the simplicity of the words make your work seem like nothing, if not the truth ... and i like that about you ...
...I rode for Miles on Coltrane...became Dizzy when I met the Duke...spent the Holiday with the King...and a handsome Monk...but it was a colorful Hancock that taught me how to Cooke and Count...
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