A Heart Died

Usually words come to me when I am busy doing something else but just happen to have a pen or a pencil in my hand and a notebook in front of me. The same is true for this one that …

Extremes

When I love, it is extreme When I hate, it is extreme No middle-ground; no moderation My heart has such an accommodation   Living with a broken heart That bleeds time and again I tend to shatter it myself To …