Hurt

A flower wrapped within the bud
holds hints of beauty yet to be;
a shattered heart is sealed shut:
an endless winter’s barren tree.

A baby curled within the womb
holds total innocence till born;
a shattered heart is sealed shut
and can’t forget it’s ripped and torn.

Essentials crammed within a pack
hold promises of carefree days;
a shattered heart is sealed shut:
a martyred pilgrim’s inner maze.

A moth-balled hoard within a trunk
holds memories of days gone by;
a shattered heart is sealed shut
to mourn, unheard. A silent cry.