A Broken Heart

When a heart is broken;

The soul becomes uncomfortable,
The heart pierced deeply and deadly,
By a sword call kill-joy.

When a heart is broken;
Sweet melodies turn melancholic,
Honey could taste sour,
And appetite vanishes.


When a heart is broken;
Deep within remains a vacuum,
A being looks so gloomy,
With a gory feeling.
Alas! A soul is neatly sewn with threads of sadness.