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Broken Heart
1. BROKEN HEART
I couldnāt take it back to her eyes; those same condemningly besmirched eyes; which
had so devastatingly broken it in the first place; relentlessly staring and flirting with
every other object in vicinity,
I couldnāt take it back to her feet; those same disdainfully unscrupulous feet; which
had so wretchedly broken it in the first place; clandestinely cavorting to every free
space on planet earth; with every maiden prince alive,
I couldnāt take it back to her hands; those same tawdrily barbarous hands; which had
so inconsolably broken it in the first place; endeavoring their very best to asphyxiate
it beyond realms of blissful recognition,
I couldnāt take it back to her lips; those same derogatorily castigating lips; which had
so sordidly broken it in the first place; preferring to indefatigably kiss the gutters
instead; even as I stood upright and compassionately abreast,
I couldnāt take it back to her voice; that same nefariously ridiculing voice; which had
so uncouthly broken it in the first place; laughing till eternity; at even the most
brilliantly unimpeachable of my victories,
I couldnāt take it back to her nape; that same obnoxiously frivolous neck; which had
so disastrously broken it in the first place; tirelessly turning to every conceivable
direction; where there was more richness,
I couldnāt take it back to her belly; that same bawdily decrepit belly; which had so
diabolically broken it in the first place; being the tantalizing vixen of every palace;
whilst my arms lay with all the love in the Universe; outstretched,
I couldnāt take it back to her nose; that same reproachfully forlorn nose; which had
so flagrantly broken it in the first place; blowing out every perceivable speck of its
grime on my face; whilst simultaneously inhaling every masculine fragrance from the
evening atmosphere,
I couldnāt take it back to her ears; those same deliriously opprobrious ears; which had
so devilishly broken it in the first place; preferring to ardently listen to every bit
insane balderdash on the Universe; whilst closing completely to even the most heart-
rendering of my cries,
I couldnāt take it back to her brain; that same penuriously castrated brain;
which had so ghoulishly broken it in the first place; unstoppably conjuring
images of zillions of men rolling in glittering gold; whilst kicking my form
which could die for her; just because it was impoverished,
2. I couldnāt take it back to her bosom; that same fecklessly titillating bosom; which had
so indiscriminately broken it in the first place; simply because it couldnāt offer an
exhilaration greater than true love,
I couldnāt take it back to her cheeks; those same insanely bemoaning cheeks; which
had so salaciously broken it in the first place; vindictively charring it with their
abhorrent redness; for trying to amiably bond with them,
I couldnāt take it back to her blood; that same inhumanely pulverizing blood; which
had so satanically broken it in the first place; cherishing every powerhouse of politics
and terror; whilst baselessly rejecting all my honest sacrifices at the same time,
I couldnāt take it back to her shadow; that same unbearably pugnacious shadow;
which had so torturously broken it in the first place; trying to lambaste and
invidiously overwhelm every shade of my celestial existence,
I couldnāt take it back to her spine; that same sadistically frenetic spine; which had so
cold-bloodedly broken it in the first place; tyrannically pulverizing it to infinitesimal
ash; under the combined weight of it and her one night lover,
I couldnāt take it back to her legs; those same falsely alluring legs; which had so
cadaverously broken it in the first place; making me run till the horizons of infinity;
before falling forever into someone elseās arms right infront of my wailing eyes,
I couldnāt take it back to her breath; that same spitefully prejudiced breath; which had
so indescribably broken it in the first place; preferring to reinvigorate life in a dead
stone; whilst every pore of my lifeless skin wanted just an ethereal speck of it; to stay
perpetually alive,
I couldnāt take it back to her heart; that same venomously assassinating heart; which
had so unforgivingly broken it in the first place; immortally bonding its beats with the
most obfuscated portion of vacuum instead,
And I couldnāt take it to anyone in the entire world; as since it was born it solely
belonged and was only hers; so I couldnāt even dream of sharing or commiserating it
with the outside planet,
Therefore and Now you only tell me; where to take this āBroken Heartā of mine O!
Omnipotent Almighty Lord?