Love is the Medicine for Broken Hearts

Anyway, here is the second poem. Like, share and Comment what you think. 🧐🤔


Love is the Medicine for Broken Hearts

—Brae

Love is the medicine to ease the pain
That is trapped inside our hearts, love can make it fade.
For every wound, love is what to feel,
For all the broken-hearted, love is what needed to be healed.
Love can fix a broken heart,
It can make you strong to build another good start.
Can put all back the pieces of your heart that were crushed
And can make deep sorrows just turn into trash.
But sometimes, the love that you’re keeping
Will just slip away and might think of leaving.
Love is a tricky thing
That makes you happy at first and will just hurt you at the end of everything.
Some love just end and fade away,
That makes your wonderful life turn grey,
That ruins every brand new day
And you even find it so hard to make it stay.
Too much love can make you sick,
Have you lying down in misery and getting up can make you so weak.
That’s why people often end up being broken again,
Because of it which is usually taken to mend.
Love may cure every scar
Of every broken and frustrated heart.
Just don’t use it too much, you might realize and neglect
That love also got its side effects.

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Love as a Drug

[2] Love as a drug (Love is the Medicine for Broken Hearts)

The idea here is comparing love to a drug, too much of it is not good for us. Saying, to love is to love moderately, because to give less and to give more are already extremes. Aristotle (one of the famous philosophers) stated in one of his greatest works “The Golden Mean”, that we should live life in moderation or get the balance between the extremes, but of course there are technicalities/considerations. The two extremes “too much” and “too little”, he said as how I understood him, that what is ideal is to achieve the level that lies between the two extremes which is “moderation” and being moderate or being in the middle is the “mean” to achieve a virtuous/righteous life. Applying this concept to what we’re tackling now, it relates also when we love, we have a problem when we love too much or when we love too less.

See link: Aristotle’s “The Golden Mean: ”https://www.pagecentertraining.psu.edu/public-relations-ethics/ethical-decision-making/yet-another-test-page/ethical-orientations-the-golden-mean/

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Move on

{1} The ever first poem that I’m releasing, ‘Move on’, is about getting over unrequited love. I have composed this years ago but this is still one of my favorites because I still find it so true, I still believe in what I wrote before, I mean it’s still applicable today even if it is more complex now.

As we grow up, it does not get any easier and even if we have already been through moving on from person to person, we still don’t get the hang of it. The process of moving on still requires full determination, but still, we never get used to it. Nevertheless, the concept of this first poem still for me is undeniable. I hope you’ll see my point as you go ahead and read it.


Move on

—Brae

Move on, two words with six letters
Which means getting a new start and finding what’s better.
Two words, so short to remember,
Yet it takes long to forget the heart’s history that got shattered.
Not all, but some expect to find another person to heal what’s wounded,
Some play around, craving for revenge,
While others hide their misery and choose to pretend.
And there are those of us who make ourselves busy and wait for time to mend.
We may go in different ways,
Still, no matter what we do, same feeling we all have— pain,
And even we may go in different approaches,
Still, we have the same situation,
Having hard times moving on.
Who says moving on is easy anyway?
Well, maybe it is for those who play.
It is anticipated patiently,
Releasing each moment timely.
Everybody wants the feeling of love’s sweetness,
And everybody hates the feeling of love’s bitterness.
We’ve been there, so it is safe to tell
That when we start to love, for sure, we’ll both feel heaven and hell.
Moving on is more frustrating when we’re still in love.
But that’s just the best yet toughest thing we could do when we see all’s falling apart.
We can’t cling to someone who’s not ours anymore.
Whether we want it or not, we have to let go when both feelings match no longer.
We can never release our yesterdays
If we will not try to catch what we have today,
Because the present is given for us to live,
Not for going back to the days they decided to leave.
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About

About me

I am a writer, particularly a poet who has been writing poems behind closed doors for more than a decade now. I am 28 years of age, and I’m finally considering sharing my work in public.

What got me into this type of literary art is the sense of freedom that it feeds me, in a way that no one can reject me from how I perceive things. I can be wrong about many things but I can’t be wrong about how I feel and in poetry, I can be the person who doesn’t need the validation of others.

The purpose of this blog is to find readers who can relate, readers who have been hiding away their thoughts and feelings because they’re afraid of being rejected and of being heard but not listened to.

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Introduction

Throughout the years, I have been collecting my poems from different situations and most of them are coming from a heartbreak— broken friendships, grief/loss, broken promises, self-reflections and of course, from break-ups. Most of them are based on personal experiences and some are inspired by other people’s stories.

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