Broken hearts..

It was empty, it was sore
Until the fruits of love it bore
Awakened to the oldest lore
To live, the heart must adore

Eyes like priceless pearls,
Deep into the ocean belonged
My heart plunged to conquer
To own, my life longed

Time stood still, emotions stirred
My heart ached for his embrace
A wandering soul, unearthed its path
To my mind, I found solace

If I were wise, I would know
Not always a dream is true
Matters of heart are not solitary
To love, it takes two

In my bare hands, I buried face
For tears made it gleam
What I yearned, he did not
To my heart, I said don't dream

Somewhere a flower bloomed
Somewhere a river dried
Somewhere a cloud gloomed
Somewhere a heart just cried

The masterpiece!

Petals bunched in the marigold
Have each a tale to tell
Of all the best traits and talents
Those make up a damsel

A gentle stream flowing over gravels
Enlivens the unborn greens
And from the cliff, her water falls
On the ground below serene

A lone palm in the desert stands
Where all travelers rest
Wrap her shade and journey across
Yet on her loneliness, they jest

A peak cutting through the clouds
Eludes the naked eyes
To climb high to her heart
It takes more than a several tries

Wings spread like an eagle
Flies high in spirit and soul
Undeterred by the forces of wind
As she takes on the world whole

On the damp marshlands
She stands poised like a heron
An aspiring artist's fantasy,
And His masterpiece...A WOMAN!