My heart was broken

Scattered fragments, evidence of our clash

Drops of blood flowing down my face

Alone, wounded, bashed, my feeling

Out of tune, broken harmony, shattered peace

Cold eyes, a soul without music

No melody, my ears can’t hear the music,

Picture imperfect, our dreams are broken,

But something still clamors for peace

Even as our swords clash

Our war continues, enmity cherished as a feeling

Weakness and tiredness now wrap my once cheerful face

Blood trailing down, but I keep a bold face

War cries the new soul music

Now an unknown solitude is my feeling

Some semblance with a soldier broken

Broken walls, monuments destroyed signatures of our clash

I’m a victim yearning for peace

Buried six feet was now the hope of peace

Focused was our gaze upon an expressionless face

The ground quaked as the titans clash

The trumpets ever rising, happiness in war music

New resolve formed even from a heart now broken

I hold onto the last strand of the love-like feeling

She says, ever strong and true to my feeling

Like a still flowing river, my thoughts are serenaded with peace

A tear from my eyes reminds me my heart is broken

But unbroken is the radiation of love glowing on my face,

Like a beautiful orchestra his words to my ears are music

We let down our sword, ending the clash

Love, the new feeling, sealed swords never to clash

New music filled with melody, rejuvenated peace

As smiles return to our faces, we mend our hearts broken

Sean-Kelz™

©2011