What Purpose Is The Shattered Heart?
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What Purpose Is The Shattered Heart?
Is it any wonder,
When the heart is torn asunder,
That tears fill rivers,
From the ones who are truly givers?
Is there no reckoning?
Is there no peace as the heart is beckoning?
Can't I hold that child of mine?
Cannot our arms and hearts intertwine?
"Why not?" is THE question that comes from me!
And who is holding on to this key!
"Why can't "they see",
And "Why can't "WE BE"?
What purpose can be this exile?
We miss and miss - all the while.
Times passes. Eternity is now.
My soul hangs on, somehow.
There are no words of relief,
To alleviate this grief.
Each second is a day,
That my child is kept away.
The truth is locked away.
But - there will be a day,
When lives that have been skewed,
Will some day be renewed.
The world rolls on as we remain apart.
But I beg!
What purpose is the shattered heart?
~Micky Dee~
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I cannot comprehend being apart from a dear child. So sad, I reached for the tissues. Brilliantly written as usual. I simply loved the total simplicity of the pictures. Micky you are awesome.
Micky there is no good in separating a child from it's mother or father unless there is a danger to that child inflicted by either parent as a crime towards the child.
But simply to withhold a child because both or either parent is using that child as a pawn in their marriage breakup is insane. I have gone through this for 15 years since divorcing my childrens mother. Bravo I rate this extremely UP
I have paid dearly my friend and suffered the loss and the agony of being without them in my life. So why do we shatter the children? Only God knows, I just wish it would stop. peace my friend and thank you for speaking out for Kimberly and so many others.
Micky you have brought a tear to my eye and touched my heart with this one. As I too have known this feeling and still today wish that I could bring her back. God Bless Brother Man
Great poetry dearest poet,
It's like having the bad to appreciate the good, you must first have a broken heart to REALLY appreciate love when it comes calling for REAL! Love and Peace :)
Great poem Micky, really moving and touching. The illustrations were awesome as well. Together they made a wonderful poem. And to keep from emoting all over this comment i will end it here. :D
Immature love says: "I love you because I need you."
Mature love says: "I need you because I love you."....Erich Fromm.
Micky, in over a decade, I have never been validated for my unjust loss. Truly, until now. I shall never ever forget this or you. Especially when I, of all people, am undeserving of such love from you.
My behaviour recently, I know is baffling, though comes from embarrassment. From my ramblings and fear I really upset you. Micky, this I couldn't swallow.
And then again, given you filled part of the hole in my soul with kindness and compassion, I am touched.
Micky, my loss shall never be turned around. This I know. But my loss was justified here, and you will never know what that means. Micky, you should also know what that says in enormous ways about you. You are always the special man who thinks of everyone else first.
Micky, God Bless and I have always believed angels come in all sizes, even ones that cycle.
Thank You from the deepest hole in my soul. I love you.
Dear Kimberly, wherever this "here" is for all of us - we have had assistance getting "here". You and others have had your hearts ripped from you. You have a right to feel the way down low blues. There will be a reckoning one day. You and others will be freed from your bondage. One day! God bless Kimberly!
Heavy duty stuff brother! Peace!! Tom and Justin
Forget the tears to the eyes Micky... My 2 glass eyes have wept openly and run off to join a marble game mate! Great wisdom in greater words Sir Micky and Kim... The good hearts always beat louder in time... you will see girl! Take Care both of you and please... please send those marbles home if they turn up at your place!
Just so beautiful and touching, Micky Dee. I love that drawing too! If you drew that, that is awesome!
Thank you Micky for a awesome poem that brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for sharing it. Godspeed. creativeone59
Beautiful and awe inspiring poem. To touch and be touched, the greater the loss in life the greater the reach to love there is to give, then to receive. There are many mysteries and great lessons in this life. The depths of love and the experiences that we go though to get there, sometimes run very deep. Michael, dear soul, you have that reach, as do you Kimberly Dear, as do you. :D Hugs :D aloha nui loa
Hearts like puzzles will be put back together, all the pieces set asunder, with be fitted to a father and child once more, it may take some time, but when your child is old enough he will seek a notch by your side, of this I am sure, Blood is far thicker than all divorce or seperation decreed.~~~MFB III
This was very sad. I really felt this poem, deeply. Thank you!
Dear Micky, we are all products of our environment, thank you for allowing me into your company. :)
How do we measure Life? In sadness or in Joy? I am so sad for your heart hurts..and Pray you will overcome and be free from the pain...though I Know in you heart it shall remain...:O) Hugs G-ma
Beautifully written, but very sad! And Oh, Nina, wow!
Oh my sweet darlin friend, did you know we can die from a broken heart? Yes, this is true, and if we don't die we turn off, like a walking zombe that just goes throw the motions of being alive. You are my dear heart and the world needs more of you my tender soul mate, and my best and loving friend....rate up up as always, you are so, so.....real and open love you, darski
....there are a few real men on this earth - but Mister Sir Dee is the personification and the eptitome of what is known as a true gentleman! I bow my head to you in awe and inspiration ........
That was beautiful Micky. Every day I thank God that I found HubPages.
I must tell you that I tried another publishing site over the weekend, mainly because I thought that it was easier to make money on it. This is an issue at the moment but I must add that I was still going to stay on HP. However I did not enjoy my two days at all and I got up this morning and decided that it was not for me and that I will be generating all my energies into writing on here and here alone!!
This is because I belong here, and I have so many new found but genuine friends and you are such a great example of this Micky.
You are so talented, caring, loving and a true character to the very core.
There is an awesome/beautiful and an up for this poem.
Thank you for being who you are my friend.
Take care and God Bless you Micky.
Micky - you are too wonderful, really. Thanks for this wonderful poem and for the link to Kim's agonising story.
Love and peace
Tony
Why do these things happen in our lives? We always will question ourselves - Why me? And suffer from the agony of despair and loss. However hard it is to move on, we must try to accept that these things do and will happen because we're human and we can be ruthless with each other. It's so ironic because it's the ones that we once loved the most, that we find hardest to forgive and thus more difficult to move on. We may keep on destroying our past loved one's life by taking something closest to their heart - a part of them once created by love but now separated by opposite feelings.
Thanks for sharing this beautiful but sad poem Brother Micky.
Peace to you and God bless you Sir Micky.
Oh Micky this is so beautiful and the pictures are perfect.I am unaware about Kimberly,but i will read her hub,'I could really use a wish right now'I'm listening to,'Don't let me be misunderstood'The words speak to many.Thank you for being you.
God Bless
My heart goes out to all fathers and mothers who are prevented to be with their children. I think this is the most unbearable reality to face, and so terribly unfair. I will certainly die in the shoes of a parent who may not be with his/her child. Children want and need to know both their parents. They will, one day, blame the one who prevented them from knowing the other one. Beautiful poem, Micky, exposing your heart of gold.
Very moving poem and images. Heart wrenching. It made me recall a time years ago when my child was still a baby, very sick, long-term sick, and in the hospital in a different town. And my arms ached to hold her. I get a lump in my throat and tear in my eye reading your poem. It brings back the painful longing like it was yesterday.
Mickey, I am hugging your heart in spirit. Know that you are amazing and your pain has moved my soul. I am honored at your willingness to share your anguish with us this day. No one brings sounds of pain so deep as does Nina Simone, I applaud your choice.
Peace be with you--
K9
sorry i´ve been absent for a long weeend with my grandaughter,. That was one lovely , though heartwrenching poem for mr to read on my return,.
why can there be millions of abortions taking place when my girl is so despereate for a child of her own and they all die, breaks my heart.
I've lived it Micky and you explain very well in great detail in verse. Thanks for sharing, man! WB
The world is colorful by you, my uncle. This also happen again and again how you treat others with your beautiful heart. Thank you very much. This poem is so beautiful, I really enjoy to read your work. My uncle, you are the best.
Take care!
Your nephew, Prasetio
Lovely pictures and a poem from the heart. Being separated from the children we love, no matter what the circumstances, is the most painful thing a parent has to bear. My son committed suicide in 2000 and I felt as though I had been slammed up against a brick wall!
Oh Charmgirl! That is hard! Oh my Dear Charmgirl! I wish we could undo so much. I wish we could turn back time. We need to lift all our people up. It's an un-natural world we have created. Too many are taking this way out and I have often considered it myself. God bless you Dear Charmgirl. I don't have words to help us now. I see too much pain, confusion, isolation, desperation. I see too many who do not fit into this cold economic machine where the bottom line is the bottom line. I have no answers. Only questions. Life is more than "fitting in to the matrix". Some of us cannot be the slaves of this world. Some of us are too human with hearts that are just too kind. I wish I could do something for your kind heart. God bless you Dear Charmgirl.
Oh Micky,
I know first hand the pain of separation from my only son for 11 long years when "every second seemed to be a day" and no words could ever alleviate the nightmare. It has been 20 years since we reunite, (after the collapse of communism) but often I am still asking myself how did I survived those times
Very beautiful, Micky and makes you realize the pain of being separated from your child for even a second. The pictures were also so moving.
Awww, what a heartfelt verse. You are a beautiful person. Your words speak of it that anyone who reads, shattered or complete, will draw some smile :)
Oh I rhymed?
Wow, Micky, this is an awesome poem. Loved it and the pics are right on.
THIS WAS SO BEAUTIFUL MICKEY... MY SOUL HANGS ON, SOMEHOW...LOVELY :)!...WHEN LIVES THAT HAS BEEN SKEWED UP WILL SOMEONE DAY BE RENEWED...SIMPLY AMAZING..THANKS MICKEY DEE I LOVE IT..VERY PURE. I ASK THE SAME QUESTION EVERYDAY..ENJOY..KEEP MOVING FORWARD OR SHOULD I SAY ROLLING FORWARD LOL..
Very touching... I could not imagine my life being separated from my son. I can feel the pain and the longing with this masterpiece of yours, Micky. The images are fabulous too! You are a very exceptional writer... you communicate your feelings artfully. God bless!
Heartwrenching post!!
I will come here often Micky, first to believe that it is true, meaning the validation of pain from my life's greatest loss.
And secondly, to keep telling you, thank you and I love you!
charmgirl; you will continually be in my prayers.
Poetry written with a kind heart and empathy is beautiful.
Beautiful poem and sad subject because it happens way to often.
I could feel your pain and your love for your child as I read. You have a beautiful heart, God speed.
Ok I took my time commenting on this one because I'm the Chicken *S* person we all know, the one avoiding funerals because I never know the 'right' words to say, so sometimes I run across a hub like that. So much feeling, brought me to tears, imagine cynical BobbiRant in tears. Not pretty, me in tears. Beautiful but I feel like I still have not said the right words to do this hub justice. Do anymore of these, I'll have to invest in a box of tissues.
The same pain repeated again and again. So sad. Wonderful hub.
My heart aches for you Micky. God bless you.
Mickey Dee Beautiful. I am speechless. Let me say I am very touched. Tears in both eyes. I can never be 'just queit' I loved the part 'will be renewed' that is our Hope. We will be one day for the loved ones apart from us it is temporay but seems forever. All Glory to God How was that for being speechless? (JK)
Love you brother.
Mickey Dee, I love you buddy. I saw this on her hub too. You so get it. You always get the pain in all our hubs. You are an amazing man. I love your poetry. Your the best Mickey Dee. Me and my twin give you a twin sandwich hug.
Just Great...I must Put This On My profile..Look Out for it.. Love this !! Thanks Mickey Dee!!
A wonderful tribute poem, and I got to say, yes very Heart Felt! Those words mean a lot! And there is Cheri right up above me! Fantastic poems here lately, Micky. Really moving. You have a big heart, and you put a lot of thought into this lovely hub!
Oh wow...a truly deep and meaningful poem. Evokes such powerful emotion. I am now speechless..My humble thanks for sharing!
Mickey thank you! what a very touching and heart wrenching poem with such feeling and emotion.
Brother Dave.
Encore!! Very Beautifly told
bellawritter23
You told that from inside yourself mickey and it was all the more tender for it.....
best from jandee.
It's no wonder your responses are full of admiration for your kind spirit and the love you share with others. This poem was deeply felt by many, Micky Dee. I know the pain of which you speak, having lived it for almost a year. A place in time I would never wish to repeat, for the rest of my life! Thanks for sharing your beautiful soul with your followers and fellow hubbers.
you are a professional!
Hi Micky my wife and I used to look after children in care, the aim was to reunite them with their parents. It wasn't possible in most cases but sometimes it paid off. No matter how badly the kids were treated they still longed for their biological parent/s. Many of the parents wanted their kids back but were unable to care for them well enough. We spent six years in that situation, where i learnt the most about myself and how to treat people less fortunate than oneself. We discovered that treating the kids as equals and delivering on promises was a simple way to gain their trust. I can't imagine what it would be like to lose contact, or the respect of a son or daughter. Your poem reaches deeply into the emotional abyss that this situation creates. Best wishes from a fellow father.
God bless you attemptedhumour! Children are more important than we are. God bless.
I suppose that people who have never experienced this think we are all nuts. But this experience is real and betrayal the most hurtful of all emotions.
The mysterious photos throughout this poem are very effective. The rhyming is subtle and doesn't feel forced.
I didn't realize I wasn't following you until right now, Micky Dee. I thought maybe you just hadn't been writing for a while. Whoops. I will be stopping back.
Oh wow! What wonderful poetry!
Powerful!
I am gone too long so I almost missed this one. Beautiful, Micky. Like always. One of my favorite of yours, which are many in my list by the way. ^_*
No matter how painful the experience, if we can gain a lesson from it and grow into better person, I think everything is still priceless, even for shattered heart. Maybe we are not able to see it at first, but someday maybe we will understand the lesson behind it and unless we will able to embrace the pain with more ease. Time will show it. I believe so. The rest of it is up to us to fix and to take care. :)
God bless you, King Micky.
God bless you all. And oh Freya! I always love my Freya! Allah bless you Dear. I will be over soon to read and re-read.
A heart wrenching poem...what can we do about loss? Sometimes it seems as if just sitting outside and staring at nature is the only comfort. But to treasure those we still have with us in our lives, to tell them how we love them, and to use our time wisely, with the people that we do have, is the only way I know to find solace.
My eyes are watery! I feel some of your pain, but nothing I say or do can help.
I can only say, there will be a day. H
Wow... Beautiful poem.
I will write poem too.
Cool.
teary eyed me, Maita
Hi Micky, I love you,
bless
As I said I need to, and the love and sharing from others, please know you are not alone,
I can't......just love ya
Hi Maita!
God bless you dear Kimberly. You have a beautiful kind heart! Stay warm and loved!
...beautiful...beautiful description of the ultimate pain...
Yo SomewayOuttaHere! There is too much pain and too many tears. God bless.
Your compassion cries from your inkwell and melds our tears as one for Kimberly's loss; pain and grief. You are a fine poet.
God bless you sligobay. There's no purpose for breaking a heart! God bless!
I love you Micky
And, obviously, a magnificent Mr. Micky, and I, love our incredible Ms Kimberly...
How can I ever thank you all accept to say it's healing to be validated and supportive.
Healing I am doing thank you Micky.
bbnix - thank you and keep loving that Kimberly.
Hi Kimberly. I love you too dear. Be well my dear!
This is an amazing tribute to a subject so sad. How well did you capture the pain of loss and suffering. Thanks for putting into words what all think. It is a tremendous chance for people to heal from the pain of loss.
Thank you William. I am a victim of spousal abuse. I know from whence Kim comes. I have had a child poisoned against me. That may be the worst sin I can think of. But that's what idiots do too often. They SHATTER a person's heart and recovery is - NEVER. God bless.
Hello Micky, just a quick hello and look after yourself ,very best from Jand
Hi jandee dear! Thank you darling!
God Bless Micky
I love you
one day at a time
XO
Beautiful poem, Mickey. And sad. I think that is what makes it so beautiful.
God bless Kim. I love you too.
Thank you ExoticHippieQueen!
Careful when you are in this state of mind. Read Ecclesiastes. Brilliant!
I don't know what happened, but it sounds like a very difficult thing. I'm glad you wrote this Micky.
Nina Simone - Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
tnderhrt23 Level 4 Commenter 18 months ago
Heart and gut wrenching read...the pictures are awesome, very emotionally impacting piece of work.