My poems are tiny pieces of me
Tiny jigsaw puzzle pieces of me
A puzzle that never was complete
I puzzle meant for me to finish
My poems are a puzzle
To help me find my self
The puzzle a mirror
To see my fractured self
My poems are telling pieces of me
My life a jigsaw puzzle to complete
Only I can do it right
To choose and identify
The last remaining pieces
To form a true picture
The final true picture of me
Whole, Beautiful, Free
amen to that we all are like an incomplete jig-saw puzzle and really only we can piece ourselves together how we choose, very nicely expressed 10 :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hope it all falls into place as you so much deserve; still I'm enjoying trying to assemble some of the pieces just to get an idea of what beauty's lurking in these.. (smile)