we are not meant to be whole
we are not meant to have the same pieces
we are not meant to be puzzles
we are meant to be people

all this time i've been looking to be whole,
instead of being one with my emptiness

I thought I was dreaming.

Everything was here.
Present as the sun.
Nothing torn apart.
Nothing come undone.

The world seemed right.
But somehow wrong.
I thought I knew truth.
Thought I knew where I belong.

Peace covered me.
Like a cotton quilt.
The world appeared frozen.
No harm had been built.

For once I felt good.
My mind at peace.
Nothing could hurt me.
No evil beast.

The beast of greed.
Of hatred and hurt.
Was far away.
Buried under the dirt.

My mind was resting.
For once in my life.
A moment of safety.
A dull edged knife.

The knife of survival.
The knife of the flesh.
Would strike once again.
And the wound would be fresh.

Light of the world you broke through the dark
Came into this world and made your mark
We were lost and confused with no one to guide
Wrapped up in sin and shame we thought we could hide
Broken and cracked you picked up the pieces
Of our hearts. You smoothed the creases
Piece by piece you began to put us back
You gave us the support we once lacked
Slowly things started to take shape once more
And what I saw shook me to the core
You took the broken pieces and created something new
The picture upon which I gazed rang so true
A stained-glass window, a cross, a tree, and a heart
Out of death, love made life; a brand-new start.
I stood there smiling as I looked upon the scene
As I drowned in your mercy and love I was made clean
The stained-glass shone so beautifully
And my life will flourish fruitfully
For the light that now shines from within
Has made me more open
To your love and light, the son in the dawn.
At times, darkness creeps in and isn’t all gone
You are the light in me; an eternal flame
And since then I have never been the same
You are the star I follow to keep me going straight
But sometimes I wander and I make a mistake
You shine so bright that the darkness has to flee,
Light of the world help me truly see!

I tremble at the thought of

falling in love with a

tiny part of someone

and mistaking it

for the whole

-rupi kaur

What is sand?

Individually it's nothing
But why is it everything

Under the heat of the sun
The mountains standing
The rocks underneath the running rivers

Sand is nothing but everything after all

Eyes, like coal, leave ashen trails
Unaware of what they stain
Your whites are pushed
Into the frames
I'm soaking into you
So deep
Into another plane
A journey through the layers
Of your fabric
To never wash away

Like a broken vase
Never whole again
Like a broken plate
Never usable again

My mind is seeking refuge
It hurts, it makes me suffer
My soul is exhausted
My spirit is about to faint

Overwhelmed by depression
Breathing, yet barely alive
But still denying the fact
That I'm just a weak and empty soul

My heart is throbbing
My wings are broken
My wound is irreparable
But I still want to cherish this moment

I close my eyes in anguish
Knowing that my flame won't spark anymore
As my time reached its terminus
All I hear is the pounding of my fragile heart