A tribute to the Broken Heart

When was the last time some one broke your heart?
Broken Hearts always hurt, and even if people tell you that time will heal everything, a broken heart never heals.

Broken Heart ...

I share with you my feelings when i was heart broken for the first time.

An urge I had - 

was the first in life,
I knew, her beauty
was the knife ...


Which was high in flight,
without an aim -
Piercing my heart
It thought, was a nice game.


It did hit
And on target
Went through the heart,
Breaking the blood gasket.


I did see 
In her eyes,
In her thoughts,
The truth lies.


Of pure love
Glittering with its might,
As of diamonds
Gleaming in the light.


I dreamed of her night and day,
Without fail, everyday
I thought and thought 
And concluded then -
The key to her heart
Was in friendship's den.


I sensed pure love
For her deep in my heart,
I believed I should be
Of her life, a part.


Days whizzed past, with sleepless nights
I began to have a few fore sights,
She was the one I was looking for-
The one whom I was striving for.

Then with the genuine and innocent help of a quacker,
Who got us both to know each other,
I built up friendship's sheltering tree
Under which was nourished, Oh! darlin, my Love for thee!


Slowly but steadily, 
As I stepped in her heart,
I found her love lying there 
But it seemed, a class apart

For all it was, a kind of brotherly love
My heart was in pieces, lying apart.


But, she still rules my mind,
Never get off, at least for years
That was what , for me destined
For the past , several years.