Strange how quickly we forget Where all the little pieces went The place from whence we came before Now locked behind the heavy door
We're so distraught by all the sadness So taken back by all the madness We look around with empty hearts At the puzzle of us that's come apart
But we can mend our shattered souls Arrange the pieces to fill these holes And once we start we'll realize How we were blinded by all the lies
We thought our lives were fading fast But we have the power to make them last Remember the pattern of the puzzle we had Before it was broken and we felt so bad
Slowly but surely we'll mend ourselves Hang our finished pieces back on our shelves Then we'll have pride in what we have become And cherish the day that we finally won
Wonderful rhythm and rhyme to this piece. Such a beautiful message within vivid imagery. You metaphor was indeed accurate and well worked out. I particularly like the third stanza, it really shows the strength and dedication of humans to fix themselves when they realize their flaws or that they're falling apart. The opening stanza really drew the audience in, I especially liked the image of the heavy door, very vivid and blunt. Well done.
A very good piece of writing indeed, and the concept of the 'puzzle' here is very effective and memorable. I really admire the title (and you know how I am about titles!), it sets the whole thing off immediately with a power all its own and draws you to the work. The significance of the relation this metaphor has on life is a strong one and has more than one level: the shattered soul, the broken heart, the demented mind, the mystery of self-understanding, the cryptic nature of existence and the meaning of life itself.
Very well put together (appropriate, yet unintentional pun), with a great rhythm and flow. Skilful writing, with an understated and smooth sense of intensity and dramatic mood.
I'm making up for reviews I haven't returned. So you may get a few from me depending :). OK, I enjoyed this a lot. I thought it was wonderful and very well written.
i read and get the feeling of a voice coming down off the mountain -- We're so distraught by all the sadness
So taken back by all the madness
We look around with empty hearts
At the puzzle of us that's come apart
Wonderful rhythm and rhyme to this piece. Such a beautiful message within vivid imagery. You metaphor was indeed accurate and well worked out. I particularly like the third stanza, it really shows the strength and dedication of humans to fix themselves when they realize their flaws or that they're falling apart. The opening stanza really drew the audience in, I especially liked the image of the heavy door, very vivid and blunt. Well done.
I like this poem. Your emotion and desire to gather the good and bad in a life. And cherish the good things. Life is a wild ride. We must go forward even when our body and mind don't want to move. I like the ending. A outstanding poem.
Coyote
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