We always find beauty
In broken things,
In cracks filled in with gold.
There must be a reason
Why the greatest artists
Suffer the most magnificent pain.
We crave art infused with emotion,
Where the creator abandoned
A piece of their soul.
We want the songs that shatter our hearts,
The paintings we look at through blurry eyes,
The words that sink into our bones.
We connect through the pain
Which mirrors our own,
The reddened eyes that match ours.
Our own torn flesh inspires another to fight another day,
Find the loveliness
Within their own hurt.
We learn to dance barefoot
On a glass-littered floor
And admire the way rubies spill onto diamonds.
We kiss each and every wound,
Every battle scar,
Because in the end,
We are more than our damaged parts.
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From the Mouths of the Gods
PoetryA collection of Greek-mythology inspired poems! If you enjoy, please check out my instagram @srhwrites 😊 Thanks for reading!
