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This is my poem Broken Hearted. It is a about a woman coming to terms with a break up and trying to move on. It was something I worked on after my own heart break.
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She walks where silence softly weeps,
through dawns that bleed in quiet gray,
her love now lost to hollow sleeps,
yet still she wakes and moves each day.
The shattered sky once mirrored pain,
but stars still glimmer in her night
small truths she gathers in the rain,
each tear a step toward morning light.
She plants her hopes in fractured ground,
a tender root, a vow to grow.
Though sorrow echoes all around,
there’s strength in all she’s come to know.
A heart once bruised still learns to beat
not whole, not healed, but not defeat.
This is my poem Broken Hearted. It is a about a woman coming to terms with a break up and trying to move on. It was something I worked on after my own heart break.
Just click Add to Cart and once you have purchased the item you will receive a link which will direct you to the site you can edit the text and background.
She walks where silence softly weeps,
through dawns that bleed in quiet gray,
her love now lost to hollow sleeps,
yet still she wakes and moves each day.
The shattered sky once mirrored pain,
but stars still glimmer in her night
small truths she gathers in the rain,
each tear a step toward morning light.
She plants her hopes in fractured ground,
a tender root, a vow to grow.
Though sorrow echoes all around,
there’s strength in all she’s come to know.
A heart once bruised still learns to beat
not whole, not healed, but not defeat.