Wounded Heart

Wounded heart silently weeps
Shedding tears of blood
Emotion fueled egos straining
Thin fine string holding
The bridge spanning the chasm
Love, disturbed and turbid
Every little utterance
Unspoken words
Stretching and pulling the knots
Tested and stressed by
Struggles of daily life
Every little frayed strands
On verge of being torn
By the next outburst
Emotion rules
Love victimised
Healing touch in abeyance
Wounded heart hurts

 


Week 16 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”

Write Anything Wednesday May 18, 2016

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Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

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