The Broken Glass and the Lamp Bringer
"When it rains and it pours,
the thunder and the lights
shatter in the sky,
and your heart wonders
in solitude, if you're truly
ever worth loving.
They told you that you
get the love you deserve,
but as soon as the lightning
strikes, you are illuminated
with the truth - that you are
too broken to be put together
and nobody keeps a broken glass,
not even the king's men who
put Humpty Dumpty
together again.
In a stormy night when
the clouds are burdened
with tears gushing through
their tender skins;
you gather your broken pieces
and lay there in silence.
The door opens and the one
who brings the lamp appears.
With his sleeping soul,
he sees you in the ebony
of darkness and takes a step -
and each step of his
is coated with deafening
silence.
The lamp bringer casts a
light on your broken pieces;
A timid flicker at first, and
then a loud burst altogether -
of a million stars shining
from the broken glass
that mutes your insecurities hiding
in an unlit nook of your existence.
It fills you with a kaleidoscope
of hope and chance;
Your brokenness turned into
a timeless scar,
an artifact, even when it's
dark, or the room's empty.
And the lamp bringer -
with your starlight burst casted
upon the deepest trenches of
his being, finally awakens from
a deep, forlorn slumber of his
sleeping soul.
A broken glass -
a lamp bringer,
sees eye-to-eye, both
masterpieces disguised in
between creases and torn
pieces of their paper hearts.
--
P.S. This is an original composition I wrote while listening to Of Monsters and Men.
Photos featuring our pre-wedding concept in Singapore.
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