Theme: Grief

Broken Hearts

The broken pieces of my heart
remain hidden inside like blood-studded rubies
heaped under a lamination.

With thousand fragments of my heart
each having a tale of its own,
I appear as beautiful as ever.

The glowing mirrors of my heart
creeping inside like venomous snakes
with no stain of red over my face.

The piercing wounds of my heart
are pushed a little more inside
to provide better space for the mask outside.


More By  :  Alka Agarwal

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Comments on this Poem

Comment awesome..

04-Feb-2011 05:03 AM

Comment Thanks!

03-Feb-2011 07:35 AM

Comment hi! how r u ur poem is v nice good lovely interesting every word from ur poem is attractive
i glad to read it i read it several times

02-Feb-2011 10:43 AM

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