On Sudden Bursts Of Literary Inspiration

I Am Broken

by: christian tolentino

I am broken... like an arrow split in two.

My heart I laid in the open

Only to be broken anew...

I am broken... like shattered glass on the floor.

Every piece, every fragment,

Hurts me to the core

I am broken... my wings have been clipped.

The wind beneath it taken.

Nothing left to keep.

I am broken... I feel incomplete.

Like the stars without their glitter,

Like the sun without its heat

I am broken... I have left my guard down.

To love I have fallen.

My soul left to drown.

I am broken, I will not be the same.

I fell in love again.

I have me to blame.

I am broken... my love went away.

Her love for some one's greater.

Said she could not stay.

I am broken... What will I do?

My heart is bleeding,

My soul black and blue.

Will I love again? Someday, I hope.

But not 'till the time,

The time I have coped.

And as of the moment,my heart is torn.

Broken am I,

bleeding,hurting and scorned.

On Heartbreaks...

A BROKENHEART
jenna

How do I mend a broken heart?
My entire world has fallen apart.
How do I find hope in a brand new day,
when the one I love has gone away?
My mind overflows with memories of you,
of all that we've shared, all that we knew.
I long for your touch and your warm embrace,
the look in your eyes, the smile on your face.
My dreams are filled with your soft gentle kiss,
I wake and cry for all that I miss.
How do I mend a broken heart,
when my one true love and I are apart?
My heart knows to love only you,
it won't let go, what do I do?
Our moments together were precious and few,
but I cherished them all more than you knew.
I love you my angel and always will,
I loved you then and I love you still.

DREAMING WITH A BROKEN HEART
john mayer

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she's not, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No she can't, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

Now do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hands
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hands?
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my hands?
Do i have to fall asleep with roses in my , roses in my hands?

Would you get them if i did?
No you won't, 'cause you're gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

When you're dreaming with a broken heart The waking up is the hardest part...

On Love and Luck

Last night, as me, my sister and dad were travelling to a family dinner when my sister mentioned the jackpot for this weeks lottery was P130M plus. Of course, me and my dad exclaimed that we would place our bets the next day and hope that maybe we would get lucky. And then,my sister said she would place her bets first thing the next morning although she knows she would not win. I asked her how she can be sure she would not win 'cause, for all we know, she could be very lucky. Her answer was quite amusing, albeit funny.

"Kasi swerte na ko sa love..." followed by that ever so boisterous giggle that she does everytime she states a fact that she passes on as a joke. Of course, the scientific man in me would disagree. Even Einstein would find it impossible to interpolate the direct relationship between luck and love. But then again, my sister's name is not Einstein and she may be right..

You see, she has been in love with the same guy for a good 7 or 8 years. How lucky can you get. In this day and age, that is quite a feat. But, she is not lucky because of this reason. My sister is not lucky for having a handsome, hardworking and loyal boyfriend. She's not lucky that her boyfriend is understanding about her jobs and quirks. And she is not lucky because her boyfriend is a good person. She is lucky, in fact, very very lucky because she has found love.

She has found what most people only dream about. She has found and embraced a life of love. Love for her family, friends and that very special guy in her life. Because of this, she is happy. Very very happy.

So does luck and love really stand on opposite poles that no matter how we look at it, they are impossible to be connected with each other? Well, I don't know but one things for sure, at this point in my life, I'd gladly prefer the P130M plus lottery price.

But then again, that is just now...hehehe....'cause I'm feeling really lucky....