I am broken Into a thousand pieces Scattered away across the mosaic flooring. The sudden loudness of one moment of just me, Was silenced within minutes, even though I was now many pieces of myself. Some fell facing up, While many fell, face down, As though they were sorry For what now cannot be undone. Wishing someone would notice The broken me and my pieces, And pick them up to mend them back To make me feel whole. They walked past And ignored, The elements that seemed to have no meaning, Safely stepping aside, and walking by, To save themselves, some bleeding. I lay there, tattered, As though nothing really mattered, With my heart completely shattered With no courage to gather. The puzzle of the pieces Were so complicated, That, with time passing by, It just looked fated. Everyone was around, Discussing my fate, Debating whether I deserved Or must I be favoured. A strong wind suddenly made it's way Sweeping all my shattered pieces away, In its dire...
The beautiful poem written on 29th May, 2020, I could have read earlier, but do not remember. It was so nicely written, Wish more people could read this.
ReplyDeleteGood evening. A Very good article about Sign Language. The thoughts are quite inspiring. Ĺearning and trying to help people who need this will really be appreciated.
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