We are all but broken women
pieced together by the joyful memories
lining every heartbreak,
every belied relationship
and all of the hidden sorrows
behind fallacious, colourful smiles.
We are but broken girls
sprouting out of our own wombs,
further broken with every push;
standing out of monotony
as a lovely mosaic of our own mess.
We are broken.
But oh, the shards are just too beautiful
to comprehend,
to surpass
or to be neglected.
Just remember to piece yourself together.
You'll be spectacular.
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| Original Artwork by Hemalatha Venkatman | Copyrighted | Do not reproduce without permission |
~Penned and sketched by Hemu
Love the sketch. The usage of the multicolored pattern (like in interior designs) is absolutely cool. And it goes so well with the "broken but pieced together by the joyful memories" metaphor. Very clever!
ReplyDeleteHi Rajesh,
DeleteI began doing this sketch with a similar thought in mind. Once I finished it though, this poem struck me. So, in this case, the sketch was the inspiration to work.
Thank you so much. I'm glad the metaphor and the co-relation came through.
Cheers!
Hemu
We are all broken...
ReplyDeleteBeyond repair..
Still beautiful :)
That's how we all are. :)
DeleteStay that way.