Excerpt Of a broken heart

A Poem by Ananth Napa

Expression of a guy with a broken heart and the revelation he finds.

Lying on grass he thought,

Staring into the big, dark, limitless sky,

The reasons for his questions,

The sky appeared so bleak and bland,

Mellowing all the profound happiness he sought,

Yet so shallow he felt,

Staring into the emptiness he wept,

Tears glistening his pale white cheeks,

Depths of sorrow he could not destroy,

Yet he walked in the hope that just passed him by,

Lonely he felt, too broken he was,

Awakening to the deafening pain he could feel,

Purest agony he could not suppress,

Yet he felt not too depressed,

For the one who broke his delicate heart did not know,

That the shattered pieces could never be sown,

The scars that remain etched in memory,

Could not be erased by beauty or by pain,

He knew to stand was his necessity,

Yet he could not leap for the faith he wished to,

For he was to broken to believe again,

Wept again he thought to be weak,

But forgot how strong he was,

For his mind so pained by the remnant anguish,

Blinding him of all his thoughts in vain,

He lay all night thinking of an answer,

For when he found it was dawn,

He stood up in glaring sunlight,

Staring into the bright, gleaming, yellow sun,

He found the answer to be of revelation of a bigger truth,

He knew happiness was never in the one who broke, but the one, who mended,

Who picks up the fallen pieces and sews them in its own unique imperfection,

That morning he just whispered happiness is not what it is, it is what we make of it.

© 2014 Ananth Napa

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Jack Wolfe

I would add ‘the’ in front of these two lines, just to help the flow.
Reasons for his questions,
Sky appeared so bleak and bland,
to depress (too depressed)
to broken (too broken)
He knew happiness was never in the one who broke (,) but the one (,) who mended, (removed second comma)
sews them in its own unique imperfection, (and) sews them
that it is (,) it is what we make of it.

The revelation of a anguished heart, mended only by true understanding; the night falls, dark and alone, but each new days brings the hopeful light of the sun and the future. A good read and message, a few minor errors, but doesn’t take away from the overall theme, well done.