The pain of a broken heart

It seemed secure on top of the hill,

Glaring to the world’s view.

Then the earth shook,

And the hill staggered,

And it gave in to the tremor,

Rolled down the rocky slope,

Surviving the smashes against the boulders and flying pebbles,

Until it crashed instantaneously against a protruding rock

And shattered into irreconcilable fragments that flew with the raging winds,

Leaving the well known ache.

I feel the pain,

Stinging like vinegar on a fresh wound,

Scorching the heart with negative emotion,

Drenching the mind with scarring memories of regret,

I try to focus my mind on something else,

To think of previous happy moments in my life,

But the pain stares right in my face,

And I have no choice but to face it.



                                                                                                      Takawira Dururu Ringisai

                                                                                                       03.12.09
                                                                                                       Zbc newsroom