Title: For the Broken-Hearted
Cursed!
No we are not!
We just feel real love
So bad not in the right time
Not in the right place
But true and pure
And we end up bleeding
We might have not come
To the right part of our life
To be loved the way we love
To be accepted the way we accept them
Because once we love
We give everything for them to happy
Needless if we suffer
Because loving means doing things
Maybe climbing the steepest hills
Flying the vast horizon
Swimming the deepest oceans
Fighting the worst battle
Winning the unbearable dares
That is love, for us the broken-hearted
We sometimes hide the pain
We sometimes let them feel we are okay
Most times we are being selfish
To let them feel they are special
To let them see we can be what they want us to be
Despite of the hiding pain
Despite of being broken-hearted
We don’t play games with them
We give out all the best
We feed them with too much time
We value their needs
We face the most sacrificing things that life bestows
Even if we really can’t make it
Because loving them means dealing with the foes
We don’t blame ourselves
For this plight we have gone into
So long as we continue to love truly
Our hearts may be torn, maybe killed
May die
But resurrection waits
For true love begets true love
And we will no longer be broken-hearted again
March 9, 2010
10:51PM
BINABASA MO ANG
Poem
PoetrySometimes we feel like writing down what we feel. I compiled it in this piece. Poems, Haikus (my own format 7-5-7), Sonnets, Thoughts and some Literaries. Most of the time, we feel relieved once we expressed what we feel and this is how I do it. My...
