Broken pieces. You know there are alot of things left out to say, That the broken pieces wanted to express. They are just fragments that splintered somebody's heart. For whom once it convey entire world within them. The broken pieces look tiny in size, But it can shatttered you entirely as it can. Manything vanished its identity when it remains in their existence. I am seeking for the key to unlock the door, That I slam a long time ago. I lost somewhere and moved leaving all the things behind very far. I wanted to feel the sorrow the way I feel happiness. You are unacomplished without that tear, Dropping through your eyes that directly touches your soul. The heart can feel , The scattered emotion got path to glide, The reason to weep alone every night That broken piece which is somewhere a scrap of my heart. I know I am broken into many pieces within me. Maybe furthermore than before while moving ahead. Don't believe that the wounds in my life make me incomplete somewhere. I'm the imperfection that does not entail perfection to complete her life. I percieve that it is not necessary to gather all the fragments. Which were thrown around you by somebody else. Let it be the way it was and be the you are. Some broken pieces inside you, Doesn't mould the upcoming steps of your life feel it. Smarika Bastola #Brokenpieces
