A Broken Heart

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.


An open heart with no closure.


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Reviews

[Leah Simone]

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

[Memnoch]

I really liked the lines "a heart whose locks where broken with stolen keys !" This was heart felt and saddness flowed like sour wine. You should get some of your poetry published Art. Its that good. Thanks for sending this my way. I enjoyed it!
Kelley Frost

[MAC]

Art....WOW this is excellent and beautiful man. Great write!!

[Anthony Chavon Hanes]

Thats was as close to perfect as ive seen in a poem....it had a nice flow, word-play and soul....it was great yo

[Bubo]

I think I'm going to cry :(
Beautifully wondered...something I relate deeply to right now.........how does one mend a broken heart?
Such a beautiful poem and a fave for me.

[Authentic]

Niiiice! Thanks for requesting my review.

[L. L. Jacobson]

aRt...I know you're not asking the reader (these words) as a question to be answered;no one can tell you how to mend your heart. Try several ways, day after day, and sometimes go right back to where it began, but in my thinking, it's sometimes in the mind- a place to go, revert back to when everything in the now seems to be fumbled, so the past is a hiding place, a shadowland for the emotions because maybe they felt most at home there- at ease- but really, when you think about it, ask yourself instead of these questions if the person you can't get over is really the love of your life-maybe all the reasons you thought you loved them for really never existed the way you thought they did- perhaps you yourself created them for your own sake- you wanted to shape that person to your own liking- but what if there is a person more befitting, naturally, for you, and that person never had to put on a mask and pretend- they are they and maybe a match to you- a friend once told me opposites attract, but similarities endure-The closure you seek is in the present, through perspective, if only you are enlightened in an unexpected way, then maybe your true soulmate is already in your sway,even in the future, but if you don't look forward, you will always be stuck in those shadows.Don't cover your face, your soul- it is too beautiful and must be shared, or else you are doomed.p.s.This is a beautiful poem, spoken with such fragile truth- honesty to a longing to rid yourself of memories but you don't know how, and neither do I. I did not mean the above from a 'know-it-all''s perspective; I know nothing at all, except for love, and I am in the same situation as you, so the above is meant for the both of us, and your words were meant for me to read, and now that I have, and my eyes too have opened even more in finding my way, I cannot thank you enough.Indebted.

[Jeff "jazzman"..]

A poetic masterpiece!

[Hawksmoor]

How indeed, man.

Well done.

Hawksmoor...From The Bleed.

[Paul McCracken]

Nicely done.

[Inmate 72866]

a heart
bruised
and teased
a heart
whose locks where broken
with stolen keys
Good imagery along with the rhyme and assonance. A classic subject done fresh with lyrical agility.