Amidst the ruins of dreams and hopes,

I lie among the fragments of feelings.

My heart is like a kite with a broken string,

Floating without direction, sad and alone.

The moon in the sky cries silver,

The stars also mourn their fate.

Heartbreak, my indescribable wound,

Like waves hitting the reef of sorrow.

The sound of the wind echoes, disturbing the silence,

Bringing memories of love that has gone.

I am like a dry leaf that is swaying,

Blown by a past that no longer means anything.

However, in the silence of the silent night,

I find the strength to rise again.

Heartbreak is not the end of everything,

But the beginning of a new story, beautiful.

Because love, even though it is gone,

Leaves lessons, making me strong and resilient.

And I, the poet of this pain,

Writing poetry, from a heart that was once wounded, now blossoms.