The Puzzle of Life
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Fragments of crumbing emotions merge,
into all the different shapes necessary
to complete the puzzle of life.
My youth is a collage of missing bits and pieces,
fragmented memories of family,
haunting, faded
recollections.
I recall a few fleeting moments of happiness,
and yet, a veil of time shadows the rest.
I don't remember any suppressed stuff;
those old scars still mark my dreams as incomplete.
Can love compose a picture
from so many misshapen pieces;
find the castaway cut-outs,
and start shaping new ones?
Life is a puzzle;
and like all puzzles,
if you want to see the completed picture,
you need to fill in the pieces.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2023
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