Bits of tug of war between brain and heart Brain wins the race Followed by baskets of clichés Some 'can't be' and some 'won't be' A ringing bell of breaking hearts ringing Tring tring, break, break, break Batter is ready! Add a bit of misunderstanding To have a havoc effect Break some promises, to apply like biscuit crumbs Have some tears from eyes as a fuel Boil it, heat it Create a mess of past tenses Drop a bit of syrup from your secretive heart Roll them, fry them Now put them in a pan With anger, hatred, loneliness Burst, burst like swelling curry does Have a taste of neem mixed bittergourd grop You're going to taste and repent on a more vile one So here's my recipe of breaking heart, now I'm challenging you to write a recipe of healing after been broken. Jiya Soni Sumana Alaka Barik Seraphina❤️ Sampricta Dutta INFORM ME IF YOU CAN.
