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A Masterpiece Broken


A Masterpiece Broken

~Srimoyee Dutta           


In the moonlit night, a soul so rare,

Cute and tender, eyes with a distant stare.

A heart that weeps, though it smiles so bright,

A puzzle of beauty, shattered like glass in the night.


Romantic whispers in laughter's sweet tune,

Yet hidden sadness beneath the pale moon.

A masterpiece broken, a work of art,

I see the fragments, scattered and torn apart.


In their aloofness, a fortress they've built,

A sanctuary guarded, emotions quilt.

I long to be the glue, the healing touch,

Mend their heart, show them they're enough.


Let's turn tears into hopeful streams,

Unravel layers and explore their dreams.

In shadows and light, a passionate start,

A fiery redemption of their beautiful, shattered heart.

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  1. AnonymousNovember 29, 2023 at 3:00 PM

    Broken but beautiful

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  2. AnonymousNovember 29, 2023 at 5:31 PM

    Long awaitained,
    Finally, what I yearned for is here,
    Joyful moments, no more to peer.
    Grateful for what was worth the wait,
    Simple bliss, no need to debate.

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    1. Srimoyee DuttaNovember 29, 2023 at 11:47 PM

      It is good to know your wait was worth the while. Thank you

      Delete
  3. AnonymousNovember 29, 2023 at 10:06 PM

    It’s you in the poem or u want to be that person.. cos both ways it’s beautiful..

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    1. Srimoyee DuttaNovember 29, 2023 at 11:43 PM

      The subject of the poem is someone else, I refer to myself as "I" in the poem

      Delete
  4. AnonymousNovember 29, 2023 at 10:34 PM

    Broken but Brave

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