Fragile / Fierce

My heart was broken years ago,

For the first time,

Not because I fell in love,

But because I didn’t realise that someone can break it in the first place.

Then in the coming years,

It broke on multiple occasions,

Worse than the first heartbreak,

And a lot less hurting at times too.

But, then, today,

When I’ve mended it with multiple band-aids,

Letting the wounds heal in their own time,

I display it like a memorial,

Of poems and metaphors,

Proudly showcasing the wounds of heartbreak,

Giving it another chance,

To break,

His own self,

Or break someone else’s,

When the description is not read,

Which says, fragile on one side,

And, fierce on the other.

FLY, I SAY