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Broken
This poem is dedicated to the broken hearts who think it is impossible to change themselves after they are broken.They feel as if they are like a worn out clothes completely torn and tattered.
BROKEN
I was wondering early this morning,
Does a broken heart remain the same ?
Suddenly images kept rolling infront of my face,
broken bottles crafted carefully ,
decorated into different, beautiful shapes again and again,
resembling the broken heart I had an answer,
Although broken things do change,
but it is in your hand to mould it with a positive change,
transformation will really gain.
Why do you think it is impossible to change?
Every thing is in your hand
assuringly you can transform again.
Hats off to the artists and artisans,
who is an inspiration to bring such an enchantic and wonderful change.
© -Darshana Thapa
BROKEN
I was wondering early this morning,
Does a broken heart remain the same ?
Suddenly images kept rolling infront of my face,
broken bottles crafted carefully ,
decorated into different, beautiful shapes again and again,
resembling the broken heart I had an answer,
Although broken things do change,
but it is in your hand to mould it with a positive change,
transformation will really gain.
Why do you think it is impossible to change?
Every thing is in your hand
assuringly you can transform again.
Hats off to the artists and artisans,
who is an inspiration to bring such an enchantic and wonderful change.
© -Darshana Thapa
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