Day 478 121211 ~ Jigsaw Puzzle


now that you are broken...
allow me to listen...
hear all those broken shards scattered over the floor..

let me fix them for you..
even though I don't know how..

maybe..
just maybe..

all I can do is just sit here...
stare at this PC's screen..
and listen to your rants...

maybe..
just maybe...

with this I can cure your broken pieces...

2 comments:

  1. This is so beautiful and touching! From plain admiration to wanting to fix the broken pieces. How many people would want to do that? This is the most touching part.

    I love the flow of thoughts in this well-written poem. Keep it up!

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  2. glad that you liked it :)

    I really appreciate it!

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