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May 24, 2013
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A broken heart can be excavated.
Damaged tissue can be scrupulously removed
and the cracks can be sealed
with the molten trails of gold solidified.
The upturned cavity,
once proofed against further damage,
can become a pulsing vase for tulips,
because even though your heart has been broken
it is still valuable beyond comparison.
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shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Jun 12, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
The last line was the best advice I... sadly... just cannot relate with right. It feels... like a dream... it isn't real. I find that the vase itself has become more of an objectified material, and less of an investment. Sad thought, I know. But in the end that is the best way to fully admire the extent that a vase can be perused.

Also, fitzgerald influence came out from your poem. Reminded me of the author's short story based on a punch bowl. No wonder I felt sad. Sorry.
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner Jun 14, 2013
:tighthug: Don't be sorry :love:
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:hug: alright
AndrewE7 Featured By Owner May 27, 2013
I enjoyed this piece! I didn't get it the first read through, but understood it the third time around. I'm wondering if tullips have a special significance, since this whole poem is pretty symbolic and metaphorical I thought they might! Would love to hear what they mean.
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner May 28, 2013
I think that I was thinking of tulips as Spring, you know, that the heart can hold new growth, fresh things, that it can keep going
Zevais Featured By Owner May 27, 2013  Hobbyist
I cannot find my mind intact
Immaculate blood filling my head
and the seals pour out
with the coagulated drops of crude liquefying.
The sunken density,
damaged without any signs of proof,
will become a cracked sidewalk pulled apart by weeds,
because even though my mind appears to be here
there is nothing but worthless space to measure.
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner May 28, 2013
Zevais Featured By Owner May 28, 2013  Hobbyist
Sorry for the resulting frown... my mind tends to not create pleasant twisted reflections. My mind has made a few amusing ones but nothing really light-hearted. At least, its just my mind flowing out of me and not actually me venting. To me it is like the difference between bad thoughts popping up in your mind and actually purposely thinking about doing bad things.
BloodshotInk Featured By Owner May 28, 2013
It's okay, it's just sad cos I know its in your mind, you know? :tighthug:
killerlord123 Featured By Owner May 27, 2013
I'm trying to put the pieces of my heart back together. But it's just so hard...
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