After he heard the shatter
He took a step back,
And realized his dream was just a single shard
Amongst thousands of his blessings
I put the pieces together
And found that I myself was broken,
Fragmented over time
With hair line fractures on my surface
At a moment's notice I'll be ready to crack
And when I shattered
The world took a step forward
And found a missing piece to the puzzle
That could have kept me together
After I heard the shatter, I took a step back And realized my dream was just a single shard Among thousands of my blessings I put the pieces together And found that I myself was broken Fragmented over time With hair line fractures on my surface At a moment's notice I'll be ready to crack And when I shattered, The world took a step forward And found a missing piece to the puzzle That could have keep me together. nice one.. arises a curiosity though.. when a mirror shatters all of us hear the sound.. wonder why a shattered man is not heard by his own clan.. and the irony is even the man himself doesn't realize what caused him such a misery.. can't really expect the world to help when all we need is self help..
very well set...nothing so hard as broken pieces to be fixed or a puzzle to be gathered thanks for sharing
i love how you worded phrases and all but it wasnt my favorite, gotta b honest. nothing really stuck out and captured my attention but it was still extremely well-written and thoughtful.
I admire the core message but I agree with Rebecca Paul, it needs something, though it was quite good.
Marieta Maglas is correct, this poem is a very philosophical view of life. Very good, my compliments. This is Arimoko Konshei.
Its not always one of conflict to be whole or into a number of pieces its the feelings that come with them and you showed your feelings with excellence amongst your written words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very good discription of a shattered existance. A good write. Lynn