Broken Is Beautiful

By Navneet Yadav

Beautiful broken things;

Broken is a shooting star;

It’s beautiful and rare;

mesmerising, the

Perfection I’ll spare.

Beauty is also in a scar,

Light seeps in through the cracks in the wall.

Leaves and petals in autumn,

wither and fall. 

The rose thorns,

prickly with pride.

The Ruins;

so rich,

broken yet majistic.

Colors most vivid in the Impressions of the brush’s broken stroke

A frog’s song in its broken croak.

It’s takes so much life in breaking,

A little ray to start living.

Sunlight gets us to waking;

A starry night gets us wondering and dreaming.

The guiding star,

gets us sailing 

a torch for trailblazing

A single match can bury the darkness

The fiery reds take us through the night.

Hope, pulls us out, a hand in sight.

We are all broken ...

That's how the light gets in.

By Navneet Yadav