The other side of Kintsugi
By Debaleena Ghosh
Once upon a time
I was a 'girl',
A gawky lass
Who played with her curl.
Once upon a time
The girl had a heart,
That was tender like petals of spring
One day tore apart!
The cracks were deep,
Blood flooded out,
She clasped her heart
But would never weep.
The cracks went deeper,
The walls got harder,
Lubdubs were empty,
Life led here nowhere.
A storm of dust,
Dust of gold
Filled up with trust
Splashed upon her soul.
Past no more haunted her,
No more did she regret,
The cracks were embellished
With gold called love.
She never hid,
She never escaped,
Proudly proclaimed
Her life,
Kintsugi!
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