Kintsugi is the Japanese art of putting broken pottery pieces back together with gold — built on the idea that in embracing flaws and imperfections, you can create an even stronger, more beautiful piece of art. 




To the boys I've loved and lost,


I think of you when I need something to cry about. A life spent in mediocrity has but a few heartbreaks to agonise over and you have the honour of being one among them.


The one who heard my first 'I love you' took that feeling of being loved and used it to woo another.


The one who would rather spend late nights studying me now sleeps in foreign seas.


The one that got away will always linger in dreams where I finally confront him for disappearing with as much charm as he had once appeared.


The one that hid me from the world, now proudly wears another on his arm. It's not that I wanted to be his someone but it hurt to be his no one.


The one that promised me forever took forever to fulfill his promise. So when I let go, it was more than just myself I lost forever. 


Today when I bend down to pick up shattered pieces to rebuild my vase, I don't need flowers to fill it.


I need you to be the one who pours pure gold into my cracks knowing full well that when I heal, my flaws will shine brighter than all the boys I've loved and lost.

Poetry by Purple Puddles
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Written on 2021-07-14 at 22:41

Tags Kintsugi  Broken  Heartbreak 

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this. It conveys your feelings (or, the writer's feeling), and conveys the reader's feelings as well (this reader, anyway).

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
First of all, brilliantly executed. You had me from the first stanza with your fluid prose. Iíve known of Kinsugi so you reference to gold in the cracks struck home perfectly. Bravo! A memorable prose poem.

Language: 5
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Steven Riddle
Heartbreak, perhaps. But an enormous strength shines through this beautiful poem. Thank you.

Language: 5
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