Ruin
Crafted with love
And feeling
Has come apart
In a million pieces…
Moments
Thoughts
Intentions lost
Misunderstood
And turned
Uncomprehended
Into something
Unintended
Like a vase
Shattered
On the floor
Can’t be
What it was
Before—
Much less the flower
Crystal
Can be replaced
Even
A sentimental piece
But not petals
Tender
Trying to bloom…
And I’m helpless
Before
The brokenness
Of ruin.
oh how I love your poetry... sparks something inspiring in me..
beautiful... like the seasons.. just like the trees
in winter, who show us how beautiful it can be
to let go of the dead things.
when relationships start failing
its the perfect time to start sailing
how lovely life can be when we realize truly
that meetings are either for a reason a season or a life time.
all should be considered as devine.
just like the last breathe in this life.
shameless
gracious
priceless
painless
thank you, Nikki- that's very poetic as well :)
beautiful :)
thank you
Who will say the poem is really beautiful, the author of this poem
Long time no see!! ^^How are you doing these days?
Wow....a really nice poem with great depth.....i have followed you already....am looking forward to more of this from You. #TakingSteemitToTheNextLevel
I appreciate the encouragement, Sean. Thank you.
This poem is so sad. Beautiful, but very sad. Must be one of the most dramatic pieces i have read from you. A lot of feelings in here.
Thank you very much for sharing.