Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Broken Love Poem - Whispering Hope

Long, long be my heart with musing memories filled,
Like the vase in which roses have once been distilled,
You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will,
But the scent of the roses hang around still.

The world was all wet and fresh and new,
When on the rose of your love I was a drop of dew,
The fragrance of love is no more in the air,
True love on earth is fragrant very rare.

The raindrops sang the songs of pleasure,
But the peacock have now folded its feather,
Love and rays of hope in my heart,
Was the end, not the start.

Whispering hope with an ultimate fate,
Waiting for a new dawn date,
From all your thoughts I want to depart,
But hopes will whisper from the heart,
'I Love You' with a broken heart.

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