A Heart Born to Suffer

 

A heart born to suffer

A heart born to take in pain

A heart which shows not its agony

But smiles in vain.

A heart so fragile

Has never been seen

One that can be broken in the blink of an eye

One that never happy has been.

It was then that I spotted you

And my heart was left streaked with a bright hue

But poor little thing, because it didn’t know

That one fine day, leaving it you had to go

And the poor heart is left in pain

Not a big surprise that it’s happened once again

You must be wondering whose heart is this which has known only to pine

Its no one else’s but mine.