broken hearted girl

October 23, 2010
By , damascus, Syrian Arab Republic
She looks with deseperate eyes
To the empty sky
Threw hopeless dreams
And mistick shade
She stands there

About to fall down
on the ground
So freaking hard

This pale face
Those shaking hands she has
The heavy breathes she holds in between
All seems to feed his appetite

He looks and stairs
Waiting for her to fall down
With wicked smiles he looks

A human being is limited in every way
That’s a fact she wasn’t lucky with
As she fell on the ground

But no one cares
Everyone walks threw
Like a soul with no heart
No feeling to care

A broken mirror
Doesn’t seem the same
Somehow this world is not fair at all
All cruel and dirty
Never gave a chance to this poor girl

Just like her
Who dreamed a lot about her prince
That walked into her life with a surprise
Until he crashed her down

He is a player
He is a game
He is the poker face
In a love life game

No one cares
No one turns
To help her up
To cure her heart
He won his game again
Got what he wanted
And went away
To play another game
With a young girl again

No one cares
No one looks back
To see this girl in pain
Everyone seem to head their own way

Just when they go through the same
They look back in shame
Remembering the Broken hearted girl’s face





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rimanoooo said...
Nov. 11, 2010 at 12:07 pm

THIS POEM IS AWSOME!!! WAY TO GO JAZ!!!!!!!!!!

LUV THE POEM!!!!!!!!!:D:D:D:D;D

 
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