book of poems

sewn

In the realm of shattered dreams and broken hearts,
Where pain resides and hope slowly departs,
There lies a soul, torn and tattered apart,
Yearning for healing, a fresh new start.

With trembling hands and a needle so fine,
Love stitches the pieces, one at a time.
With delicate thread, it weaves through the pain,
Mending the fragments, like drops of sweet rain.

Each stitch a reminder of lessons learned,
Of resilience gained, as the heart yearned.
Through tears and sorrow, it finds its own way,
To mend the brokenness, day by day.

The needle dances, guided by love's grace,
Creating a tapestry, a masterpiece.
The scars remain, a testament of strength,
But the heart beats anew, no longer spent.

And as the final stitch is tightly sewn,
The heart is reborn, no longer alone.
With newfound wisdom and a love that's true,
It rises, unbroken, ready to pursue.

For in the mending of a broken heart,
A story of resilience, a work of art.
With threads of hope and love's gentle touch,
The heart finds solace, it heals so much.

- Sab ♡