• sruthisankari 9w

    Nothing comes complete!

    From man made objects to man itself,
    Nothing comes complete;
    We are all basic fragments,
    Lying low in the silence
    Without any flair, pride or classification
    Just pure, innocent and at peace,
    When the universe decides to make us grow;
    Even as a kid, we're taught to fragment
    All the little tasks,
    Like walking, talking, singing, eating, working, loving, hating, creating
    And everything together makes up living;
    The thing about fragments is
    We can always attach and detach,
    Even when the world crushes our being
    The most we can come down to, is a single fragment,
    And don't we already know to rise from it?

    ©sruthisankari