The Broken Pot

The Broken Pot

A Poem by sabine

He was a clay pot and I a beautiful flower.

In theory it should have worked,

But when we got together, we fell apart,

Crashing to the floor 

In a mess of broken clay and flower petals,

Never to be the same again.

© 2016 sabine


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Added on September 3, 2016
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sabine
sabine

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I write to clear my mind of all the cluttered thoughts that fill it. Writing is my way of dealing with my emotions and the chaos that is my brain and it always brings me peace, which is why a lot of m.. more..