You have faces
You have emotions
You have smells
You have flowers
And scars that tells
Stories without words
Thoughts as free as birds
Broken glasses that shine like stars
Warriors who have won wars
You have words and stories
You have lost them glories
AND yet..maintained beauty
the big picture seems worthy
Its beauty seems like a mirage
For it is very rare and seems delicate
Darling how did you make this collage
with so different elements?
By putting together the broken pieces you left behind
This is actually your art not mine