Broken heart

a poem by Sangeetha Mohan

I was the home of happiness
In which the flowers of smile
Bloomed all through the year
A heart so filled with content
But fate’s spell haunted me
Cut my spirit into two
For when happiness was only an illusion
I talk to myself and cry within me
In my world of loneliness
I’am alone with nothing
A hurt heart to be healed…