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Broken Pot

Even lf refilling the cracks,I av to get another clay to refill you,so you can never be the original you


A very beautiful, elegant, tall and smart woman, laments, crying as a drunkard, picking up pieces of her broken pot.                                                            “I saw it coming, but I didn’t pay attention,                                                              all signs were written over you,but I pretended to be busy,                                I made you to have the first crack of your life,                                                        I saw it but I took it as a minor damage, the one you could live with,                I didn’t bother to refill you, as if you didn’t mean a thing,                                    now am here picking your pieces, ooooh how hurting it is,                                the same person picking your remains, is the very one who drove to this extent oh oh oh………..oooh!,

Ooh you treated me with care, you pampered me,                                              you never let mi go hungry,never made mi thirst,                                                you never made me luck, you made me proud,                                                    you made mi have respect with in the community,                                              you were my comforter, my superman,                                                                  you were my cushion, my pillow, you were everything that I ever needed,

Look at me now,having nothing but your dust,                                                     am a village shame, yet am to blame,                                                                      I made you break into these pieces,                                                                          I made you loose every drop of water you were keeping for me,                      you laid out signs for me, because that precious water was dripping, drop by drop,

   It was as if I didn’t need it any more, that’s why I didn’t bother to refill the cracks,

I took it for granted,I never thought that I day you will get fed up and dry,                                                                                                                                         everyday I told myself, I will refill you, I will refill you,but I never did,               because I never thought, I will experience this day,                                             I never knew that, un-refill crack will led to more cracks,                                     I never knew you were a broken pot, once broken never to have the same you,                                                                                                                            even if refilling the cracks, i have to get another clay to refill you,so you can never be the original you,                                                                                        I was blind folded by my ego,to notice your value and worth,                          I never knew that,that crack can never go away………………..


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