When she broke she shattered into a million pieces and fell to the ground.
She lay scattered all around.
She couldn’t gather herself together again
It was cold and the rain washed some parts of her away.
Shards of her were stamped on by random passers-by.
And bits went with the wind like a dandelion would fly.
All that was left was scarcely enough to put together
She mustered enough strength and,
found her pieces, but did it really matter?
She glued herself with the little soul left
But so much was missing, it was only emptiness she felt.
She became a different her, having jagged edges
And surrounded herself with barbed hedges.
But don’t you see, she had to break to rise
How else could she let in the light?
Nothing that breaks fixes perfectly,
But it does ever so beautifully.
This is her, the girl who broke.
Now, someone like never before..
-Leha
Would you like to watch this in a video? Check out this link-
The Literary Affair 
Wow, own story?
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own?
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I feel like I have heard this story somewhere before, “Nothing that breaks fixes perfectly”but gold is obtained by breaking large chunks of rock. Even after breaks gold is gold. She is gold
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It does change a person.
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yes indeed
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Beautiful poem. I could think of the Japanese ritual to join broken ceramics back with gold linings in between the cracks, so that the cracks are visible after the piece is whole again, to retain it’s history and all that it has been through.
Beautiful verse indeed.
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Thank you so much! Yes I do remember reading that somewhere. It’s a beautiful ritual
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Wonderfully written, Leha. Liked the message conveyed in the second & third stanza from the bottom.
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Thank you so much!!
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Inspiring!
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Thank You:)
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Great message.
“Aaj toote to kal phir baney…”-
Song- ‘Zindagi ki yehi reet hai, haar ke baad hi jeet hai’, Movie- Mr.India
Remembered the lyrics of this song!
Have a great weekend.
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Thode aansu hai, thodi hasi
Aaj gham hai toh kal hai khushi … 🙂 🙂
Thank You.
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Loved this poem. Reminded me of an older poem I had written –
https://ashwinis-perceptions.blogspot.in/2006/03/freedom.html
The video version with the music was very emphatic. Loved the rendition. Great job!
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Loved your poem too.. Thank you so much:) Glad you liked the video. I was trying something new and your feedback helped!
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Love your poetry and writing style and the images that go with it.
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Thanks so much!
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once broken forever scarred… but even scars heal with time…
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And that’s how a phoenix symbolizes, rising from its own ashes!
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I loved your analogy!
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Loved your poem. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you:)
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Thank you
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🙂
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Well said. Your poem brings to mind a fragile vase all broken to pieces. Nice imagery.
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That’s a lovely analogy:)
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Beautiful & creative
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Thanks 😊
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