Heart

jiraniku, 2008

      The heart is a                  fragile thing

   It breaks like glass          with jagged edges

   That cut 'til  you     bleed & cry in pain.

      It is no wonder why we guard it fiercely

    And why it means so much when we give it away

  Some hearts are more fragile than others

    Considering they’ve already been broken. You’ll marvel at its’ resilience 

       Never giving up and eternally hopeful, The wounds healed by time

     Rarely hearts with love pure & true

       Sparkle brightly above others like crystal

          That when broken shatter into a

       Million beautiful pieces, like stars

     Twinkling in the vast

      empty sky

Emptiness

A yearning that

Has burned a hole

In my heart to be

Once again whole

                                                                                                          - what is the cure to a broken heart?