You’ve Broken My Heart
By Fiza Pathan
So the light has passed out its flame at last,
This night is over you will never come again;
Let the ghost-like finger smoke turn my sky from black to blue
You’ve broken my heart and yet you have no clue.
I spin yarns to my spindle of relatives,
They cut my thread-like lies with golden scissors of truth
True they are-sure they are that I’m alone and you’re not around
You’ve broken my heart and run away with the pieces-without a memory to recollect, I treasure the imaginary pain of unuttered words.
Now all I do is weep and cry out tears towards my pox marked cheek,
The grooves fill up with salt water carried to the shores of red blood waters in my heart
I juggle with my feelings no more, as it is plain for all to see.
You’ve broken my heart and let its blood dry up under my skin.
Now a dried up fig towards the fruit table I lay,
Candy box empty on the dining table they wish to stay.
And contemplate old sagas of witches and warlocks, dungeons and dragons-a prince’s sweet kiss as sweet as chocolate resin.
But no more sweet tarts meet my tired eyes tonight-you’ve broken my heart and yet you have no clue.
Copyright © 2013 by Fiza Pathan
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Could feel your pain….
“you’ve broken my heart and yet you have no clue.” this line is very powerful and straight from the heart.