Broken Pieces

Written by Thegirlwithapuzzledmind

Things once broken can’t be fixed
It leaves a mark even if you stitch.
Let’s not mend the broken pieces anymore,
Why not collect them and get rid of all.
Suddenly an idea struck her,
There is a way out she concurs.
How about she gathers those scattered pieces,
And put them in a jar, safe from reaches.

They say Sea is deep, sea is vast,
It can surely take and bury the past.
For the first time there was hope,
Get rid of the jar there’s a scope.
The waves were crashing hard on the shore,
She took out the jar and threw it with full force.
The roaring water took the jar away,
Wow, that was easy like a child’s play.

Just then a big strong wave came running towards the land,
And left the glass jar next to her on the sand.
That crashing wave receded, and she was with her jar again,
A sea so vast and deep refused to take her pain.
There was hope once but now there’s none, one more thing breaks,
Unlike humans, the sea gives back everything it takes.

126 thoughts on “Broken Pieces”

  14. I have no words for this one.
    This is so unique. I liked your whole story and whole concept behind this.

    Ah, the sea refused to take our burden. I think it’s giving us a lesson that we too shouldn’t take it along with us and throw this like the sea did.
    The girl should no longer carry that jar with her at her place.

    I absolutely loved it and I could derive this message only. And this is something I needed to hear.

    Thank you for writing this one Yeshu!
    It’s beautiful 🙂

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      1. It won’t be tedious if we know where we want to throw them.
        We can only throw them away when we really move on. And if we have really moved on, it shouldn’t hurt even if a piece or two comes back. And the coming back is temporary.

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      3. The process of moving on is different for everyone. For some it may be tedious, for some it may not be.
        I understand that but, it’s up to us to not let that happen. Because once it happens, it becomes a loop. I am not really much of an optimist but, I see our tendencies. I am of the view that we need to bring a lot of necessary changes in ourselves and our lives.

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  18. Perhaps life has given you a tormenting token,
    But your scars why do you hide?
    For there is a certain beauty in being broken,
    So gather your peices, and rise up with pride!

    Lovely rhyme and a beautiful flow of emotions. Sometimes rather than running away from our past miseries, we must embrace them… For pain is just an opportunity to evolve in disguise. ❤️

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  22. Yeshuuuuu..
    First of all the rhymings!!! Too good.
    Secondly I’m loving the theme and how you have potrayed the story. Amazing! It comes with a lesson too.
    Brilliantly written. I’m amazed ✨

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    1. Thanks Anushka. I am really happy you liked this one. Rhyming is something I am very bad at and if you are praising me for this, it made my day.
      Everytime you say my name with this extra ‘u’ it put a smile on my face.☺️😂

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      1. High five then. I’m never into rhyming too. It’s not my thing 🙈 But you are amazing with this rhyming thing. Trust me on this.

        Yeshuuuuu😍 keep that smile intact.

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  32. The sea, as vast as it is, can’t keep them all, and burying it doesn’t work either I have experienced. It gets dug out often when you try to build something new on it, to lay the foundations. Spread it instead. Go high up on a mountain, open the bottle and spread the pieces around. Let them fly in the air, and settle on trees and rocks below, so far away from each other that you can never pick them up. Then even if you happen to walk on a shard of old memory barefoot someday, it would prick, and droplet of blood will come out, but it would as soon be washed away by the dirt on the way ahead.
    Lovely piece. 👏👏🙏🙏

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    1. Wow. Thank you so much for this wonderful comment. I loved your thoughts.
      You described the whole thing so beautifully it actually feels like theres a way out.
      Let the thing fly in the air, let it be free to free yourself.

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  34. Even if the sea took, still the thought that it’s broken and somewhere in the sea would be always there. Better to accept and move on than to try throwing away. Good writing 🙏🏻🙂👍🏻

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  41. This is so beautifully written. The last verse-the sea gives back more than what humans give . so true. I loved the voice in this poem. Your poured your heart out. Such profound work.:)

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  42. Depth of the sea is the construction of the lines here . Good read and one must think again on the lines also sea will give back all and what do we give back …? It must be smile and love filled affection in abundance. Keep the spirit and keep smiling. Happy week end.

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