Promises

Promises are made
some where i said
deep from with in the mind
or the shallowness of the head
they bind us knowingly
and unknown
towards what we wish
or some where hope does play
a silent role
in those kept words but promises i say
are made to be broken
in fact scattering..
when angled pieces do touch
the softness of the expectant heart
tears do flow form these eyes..
and you turn back
just to see
if the promise was being kept..