Broken

When I was broken & battered... & the whole of me was totally shattered... I discovered what I was truly made of... I came across each of my component stuff... A little blood,a little clay... A little sense & a little play... A little logic mingled with a little fun... A little darkness carried in a little Sun : Like signs of science,everything was clear... I recognized myself fully,I swear ! Particles of my broken spirit... Showed the glimpses of the things in it... After it dispersed here & there... A little courage held in a little fear... A little life arrested in the bottle of death... A thousand doubts heaped over a trickle of faith... Only when I was disintegrated in totality... I got to know the glimpses of my identity!