*A Bird With Two Hearts*
Captured
behind the invisible bars
inside a blur of a mirror
a bird with two hearts
mourned the dead
The night was velvet
her wings were torn
Her mind wandered
across burning bridges
it strayed
beyond the sense
She sung in blindness
she trembled the grief
Yet no tears
to shed
Just a remembrance
to bleed
Inside a blur of a mirror
a bird with two hearts
sings more quietly
Her eyes are closed
Her hearts are stones
Her voice
got broken at dawn
***
© Eclipse 2012
Image by scenicreflections.com
EclipseOfTheMoon 
Lovely illustration!
silent sadness embraces many hearts yet goes un noticed
This took me upon a journey, one so sad, the lines for me that spoke were
Yet no tears to shed Just a remembrance to bleed, Eclipse your heart of words always speaks to my Soul.. ~love to you.. ~Sue
Oh this is sad, I hope it’s not how you’re feeling.
I get reminded of wars. How many voices and hearts get broken by cruelty?
Love this stanza particularly: “Her mind wandered / across burning bridges / it strayed / beyond the sense”.