Because My Heart Is Broken

My heart is broken, again and again. And that is why I must heal Broken hearts of others. I have seen shadowed eyes of heartache, Pale face of broken heart, Caged song of sorrowful soul. I have heard my broken heart Crying alone Day and night, in corner of a room. Alone. All alone. I have seen him Achy and awake, night after night. I have heard him Talking to his self, incoherent talk. Perhaps, None sings song of a broken heart Better, than I do. I would sing that song to those Who are so heartbroken, They can't feel themselves anymore. O friends, if a broken heart Does not care another broken heart Who else would? © Arun Maji Painting: Edwin Longsden Long