“The broken hearted are the bravest among us—they dared to love.” ~Brené Brown. Most of us have had our hearts broken at some point and in some form or another – whether through the loss of a loved one or the ending of a romantic relationship. The emotional pain and trauma that comes along with heartbreak is so paralyzing that one stops from engaging in another relationship ever.
Priya Malik shares a heart-touching poem on souls, who are heart-broken. “Broken But Beautiful” will give you the courage to find love again in your life. Here’s her inspiring poem for all those who are struggling in their lives.
BROKEN BUT BEAUTIFUL by Priya Malik
Aasman mein chamakte hue sitare toh hum roz dekhte hain Lekin sirf kabhi toot-te hue tare ko dekh Aankhein moonde hum sapne dekhte hain
-2- Kuchh cheezon ki kimat unke tootne ke baad badh jaati hai Jaise ki dil, ristey aur un rishton mein uljhe hue logo ke toote fute se dil
In Japan there is art of kintsugi where broken ceramics are put back together again Their cracks are filled with gold cement to remind you, Remind me and all of us that broken can be beautiful again.
To remind us, that memories may fade But don’t be afraid to remember, To remind us, the importance of being and staying glued us in this together. To teach us our past history is what actually helps us to reset. To remind us even though the heart moves on does it really-really forget?
Main nahi janti ki toote hue tukdon ko kaun jodta hai Lekin itna jaroor janti hun ki thand se thithurta hua Woh aadmi aaj bhi phati huyi chader kyun odhta hai? Kyunki woh chader aaj bhi use apni ki yaad dilaati hai . Woh chader aaj bhi khud ko khud se milati hai .
-6- Kintsugi mein jab do tukdon ko joda jaata hai, Unhe waqt diya jaata hai, Gond ko sans lene ka , Karigar ko tukde bantne ka …. Do toote hue log bhi toh aise hi miltey hai, Sans lete hue sans dete hue pehle jude, Lekin phir sath bhi to chlate hai, Sath chalte hain , lekin is dar se ki Kahin voh ek baar phir toot na jaye.
-7- The fear of having or say yet another goodbye. The fear of loving way too much or maybe just too little Fear of knowing that hopes and their dreams are still way too brittle.
Lekin voh pyaar bhi kya, jise khone ka dar hi na ho . Voh musafir bhi kya jis ka sach mein koyi ghar na ho ? Agar safar par akele chal rahe ho to ek thandi sans toh ander khincho Aaj agar toote hue ho to kal shiddat se bikharna bhi sikho Sikho kyun ki majunu ne bhi to Laila ke saath oda tha kafan Seikho kyunki Shahjahan bhi to aaj hai Mumtaj ke saath dafan
Dekho ki ishq marne ke baad bhi toh nahi marta Aashiko ka dil kabhi tootne se nahi darta. So my dear listeners ishq ki phati huyi chader ko aud lo , Sidhe raste par bahut chal liye, aaj khud ke liye ek mor lo.
-10- Ik dusre ka haath thamo, safar ke liye, manzil ke liye nahi. Apne hamsafer ko apni raah chunne do , Raste alag ho sakte hai , Lekin jajba rakho toh sahi, Kya hua agar toot jaoge kisi din , Uth ke yahi to kahoge “I did it all over again “
So my dear listener repeat and repeat it with me That you have broken and broken but you are beautiful And, beautiful is strong enough to be broken again.