For all the heartbroken souls, for all the beings who cherish life and its little things....
For everyone who has fallen in love - truly, and deeply...

A poem for the heartbroken to rejoice in the pain and to know that there are many alike in this little blue planet...
A poem for the ones that find the tiniest things in life to be the greatest happiness ever...

This is my gift to you all - Poemheart

Monday, January 10, 2011

Face the future

Hurled towards you untold,
Like rocks that are ice cold,
Aimed right at your heart,
Like arrows that tear u apart,
Shot without mercy nor care,
Like bullets piercing unable to bear
Your soul heated in the forge of pain
and shaped on the anvil of disdain
brother, sister, shed no tear
Cz this is the begining of fear
Not yours but of your enemy
Time to forget the insults and blasphemy
Rise anew, sharp as excalibur
Ready to take on the dawning future.

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