The end of the world
will never end you,
though your promise and posture
is achingly blue
is achingly blue
Falling apart
Is a colourful way
To expose the heart
And let expectancy stay
Faded disappointment
And empty grey
Will move on to the ones
Who push them away
Let it be
Fly away
If it's real
It will stay
- mads xx
Behind the poem:
It's about how being broken is colourful, and colour is beautiful, right, and much needed. Life is colourful and each shade makes it more so. The way to become grey is push the colours away, mistaking them for failure, inadequacy, or the end. It is never the end, it is only another colour you become. Disappointment and shame only become yours when brokenness is suppressed for fear that it is black, ugly, or horribly grey. The brokenness is the brightest shade of blue, and sometimes it is best to let it be, and to embrace it as another piece of the rainbow you are yet to be.
Behind the poem:
It's about how being broken is colourful, and colour is beautiful, right, and much needed. Life is colourful and each shade makes it more so. The way to become grey is push the colours away, mistaking them for failure, inadequacy, or the end. It is never the end, it is only another colour you become. Disappointment and shame only become yours when brokenness is suppressed for fear that it is black, ugly, or horribly grey. The brokenness is the brightest shade of blue, and sometimes it is best to let it be, and to embrace it as another piece of the rainbow you are yet to be.
Wow, this was such a beautiful poem. I agree that everyone needs color in their life, and needs that little bit of broken. But we can't become grey and punish ourselves for making our mistakes.
ReplyDeleteI'll keep this poem in mind :-)
You're lovely, thank you xx
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