The broken puzzle this world is

What a world this is
With unfix-able hearts and unbreakable things
A perfect picture with happy smiles
The frame, a filter obscuring teary nights

Books being opened and books being closed
Each sentence a truth, keeping the lies afloat
Living only for that last breath
Life no gift but considered a prison cell

A place where the word 'fine' has lost meaning
Where broken worlds are sealed with invisible tears and empty smiles

The sky a mirror shattered above
The stars in splinters collapsing down
The cosmic chaos roaring inside
Mirroring the mess inside-out

Brokenness pictured as an irrevocable curse
The catastrophic loop impossible to reverse
Why not think of it as a chance
To piece back your life the way you want

Mansi Joshi
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