Ceramic Vase

Ceramic Vase

A Poem by jenna

My life is a ceramic vase

I’m sculped with careful and caring hands

Who aim for perfection

But I cannot be perfect, only unique in my own way

I have different qualities than other vases

I am polished on the outside from my edges to my core

Because my creator shaped me with love and affection

My shape is wider than others, but I have flawless features

From my flowery arrangement to my geometrical scheme

My creator designed me with perfection on the exterior

But my imperfections are hidden inside of me

Over time, cracks are formed

And can break on their own

Or break from something else.

When I break, pain overcomes me

And overwhelms my creator

I am incapable of withholding beauty and my exterior is no longer perfect

The pain becomes a mixture of emotions

But I can only lay on the ground numb

After an excessive amount of time,

A dependable stranger comes along.

She’s tending and faithful

As she picks me up piece by piece

After a considerable amount of time,

The stranger brings me to my creator to be fixed

My creator is oblivious to the amount of damage he’s created and endeavors to make me perfect again

But I’m missing a piece.

One that everyone but the creator notices

But the creator still tries to glue me black together more

Stronger.

Capable.

Beautiful.

But perfection is something I can never be

Nor attempt to fake again

© 2018 jenna


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I agree- people who are broken can't always be fixed so easily. Not with glue and the pieces that can be found, it takes more. Sometimes we lose a part of us that we can't get back. I also liked how you added in the line about everyone except the creator noticing the flaw. I would have guessed that it would be the opposite, but now that I look at it, it makes sense. The people who shape us and loved us from the start sometimes see us as perfect and put together, even if we are missing something important. However, it doesn't make it any less beautiful. Great read.

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I agree- people who are broken can't always be fixed so easily. Not with glue and the pieces that can be found, it takes more. Sometimes we lose a part of us that we can't get back. I also liked how you added in the line about everyone except the creator noticing the flaw. I would have guessed that it would be the opposite, but now that I look at it, it makes sense. The people who shape us and loved us from the start sometimes see us as perfect and put together, even if we are missing something important. However, it doesn't make it any less beautiful. Great read.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Rye
WOW! I enjoyed this write, it was kinda emotional. So nicely expressed and written

Posted 6 Years Ago



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