Broken Things Poem by Rince Wind

Broken Things

Rating: 5.0


Broken things



You pick up a broken thing

You see it is beautiful

beautiful in-spite it's broken

beautiful because it is broken

its brokenness is not an absolute for you

its not how you see it, not like the world does

you see it like you would see yourself

because you know

there are no mirrors that will show you your true reflection

and that's why you turn towards broken things

for you the cracks aren't cracks, but they are nerves which can now be seen

you mourn for the fallen parts, especially the missing ones

they are gaps, like your own stories which you yourself have forgotten

its incompleteness makes it alive, or at least gives it the sense of having being lived

like how once you believed you did

and then you try to hold it close to you forgetting

its broken

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dave Walker 03 June 2012

A great poem, like it, a great write.

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