Oh, what shall I do with my heart?
It used to feel a pain.
The pain is now a hundredfold,
But my heart feels it not.
Oh, what shall I do with my heart?
It used to sing a song.
The lyrics are on my lips but
I can’t give them a sound.
Oh, what shall I do with my heart?
It used to throb so wild.
But it’s so much frozen up now,
Not a whisper it has.
I don’t know if my heart is dead,
Or , if I live at all.
Why did I love if there was this
Heartbreak destined for me?
• Written in 8-6-8-6 format
•• Winner of Honourable Mention award in ‘The Strength of Words Contest’, "The Strength of Words Contest", Round 4 (April Round).
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