The Split

By Shreshtha Srivastava

A heart once full, now split in two,

The dreams they shared have turned askew.

In silence now, they hear the fall,

Of every hope, once standing tall.

The pieces shattered in no time,

The love song fades without a rhyme.

But in the cracks, I learned to see,

The strength that grows inside of me.

By Shreshtha Srivastava