When a heart is afflicted by the seeds of love, It spreads the disease to vein and bone; But when love fails and sadness breaks, The heart must shoulder it all alone.
If love be squeezed out from my last fibre, I'll hope with every atom of my soul That though my heart be torn to pieces, I might someday be able to make it whole.
Though my heart may ache and my bones may break, Though my eyes may cry and my tears run dry, I won't give up; I won't back down; I'll never give up before one more try.
Reading this piece at this point in my life comes very ironic. I am suffering through what you have so eloquently put into words. Whereas I am not yet to the hopeful phase, reading through your experience and positive spin slightly lessens the pain. For that, I thank you.
Posted 7 Years Ago
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7 Years Ago
I'm so glad I could make someone feel even a little bit better with my words :)
Reading this piece at this point in my life comes very ironic. I am suffering through what you have so eloquently put into words. Whereas I am not yet to the hopeful phase, reading through your experience and positive spin slightly lessens the pain. For that, I thank you.
Posted 7 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
7 Years Ago
I'm so glad I could make someone feel even a little bit better with my words :)
A deep writing about pain. you well visualized here about this topic. i liked your concept and it's ncie to feel your way .
great write, nicely penned.
Up until the second stanza this is quite cold and factual, but then when the personal aspect comes in the whole dynamic shifts and the sadness begins to creep in; yet at the end of the story there's the classic "light at the end of the tunnel", steeling yourself to carry on regardless and leave the past behind you.
A very deliberate piece, well executed and with some interesting word choices. Great piece.
I do wonder about the first line in the second stanza about whether the word "out" is actually required.
Pain + beauty = love
love + beauty = pain but ...
priya + love = beautiful life's aim.........lol
what a great write, i think you got stunning beauty....have you ? lol hahah :)
i loved this
If love be squeezed out from my last fibre,
I'll hope with every atom of my soul
so, "Priya" have this from my heart for your heart ...lol 500 / 100 :)
I have written many poems about love but all those were not so good as your one, I have read many poems about love but all those poems didn't pierce in my heart, Finally when I read your poem it went through my heart and made me understand the real meaning of love. So good and marvelous work of you.
When a heart is afflicted by the seeds of love,
It spreads the disease to vein and bone;
But when love fails and sadness breaks,
The heart must shoulder it all alone.
Very sad and comforting at the same time. Thank you for sharing :) Well done!
"Though my heart may ache and my bones may break,
Though my eyes may cry and my tears run dry,
I won't give up; I won't back down;
I'll never give up before one more try."
I love that last stanza. It speaks to the reader simply and eloquently.
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