You are allowed to break down and unburden;
Weep from the depth of your soul,
when you hit rock bottom.
You- are allowed to fall apart.
Even rocks dissolve,
under extreme duress.
You are a human,
Intricately put together,
Cell by cell,
To absorb and reflect,
To feel and depict,
Ranges of emotions.
Your breaking is your transformation.
So grieve, weep, fall, break.
Take a good look
At the scattered pieces;
Watch the unwanted,
Flutter away,
And pick yourself up,
Glue it all back together,
And watch your transformation begin.
The pain here is exquisite xo
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Loved it so much, I’m reading it again.
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Awww, thank you so very much. And I apologise for replying to the comments late, This makes me happy.
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In the brokenness there is beauty.
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Absolutely! Thank you very much
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and watch the light shine brilliantly through the cracks! ❤
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Written so well! I agree with it totally. 🙂
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Thank yOu JC. I am glad you agree with this.
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Ah, yes! This is beautiful Ameena. ❤
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Thank you very much Maria 😄
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Beautifully expressed! For someone who is feeling the cracks, this is so comforting!
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❤️❤️❤️ the cracks are there to make the light shine in. thank you very much and take care
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Watch your transformation begin ! Nicely penned down poem 🙂
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Thank you very much 😊
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This is exactly what I needed to hear at the moment. Beautiful poem and thank you.
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Thank You so very much. It such an incredible feeling to write simile mask see a comment like yours under it. I am glad you could connect with it.
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This poem , like most of your other poems, imparts the strong message of not giving up – yes things might be bad but they will definitely get better. Today I shall not give up but I shall muster courage and transform into a butterfly from the cocoon .
I came here in search for inspiration dear poet , and the purpose is served !!
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I feel like I have dwelled on darkness for so long, and although it still hovers, this year I want to focus on “hope”. I think you are the first to notice it (or let me know) about my recent poems so thank you very much 😊. And here’s to flying high with those wings.
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:))
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