– NEKNEERAJ
“I’ve always loved you, from the day we said hello, to now and to the future,” those were his words and I believed them. Days, months and years have passed. We carried on despite the difficulties and our circumstances. Until the wind changed. He broke his promises, he broke my trust and confidence and shattered my heart into pieces. The pain was unbearable and everything was black. But time is a great healer. I’ve learned my lessons and accepted the situation. I’m mending well, slowly. I realise that I’m the only one who could help myself and I have to move on. The world is beautiful and the future is bright.
After the darkness
Dawn always comes and brings hope
A new beginning
(c) ladyleemanila 2017
For: Haibun Monday #38, Kintsugi: The Art of Broken Pieces by Grace, Photo Challenge #167
15 responses to “Haibun Monday #38, Kintsugi: The Art of Broken Pieces”
How sad we are broken by those we love and trust. I am glad you have pulled through too.
Kind regards
Anna :o]
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thank you, Anna 🙂 kind regards, too ❤
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Betrayal of trust is such a heartbreak. I’m so glad you’ve weathered the storm!
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thank you, Beverly 🙂
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Haiku is wonderful! “I realise that I’m the only one who could help myself and I have to move on.” – there are no better lines, we are a powerful force and we can help ourselves so much, if only we decided to do it.
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many thanks, Jeren 🙂
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No problem at all!
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And just maybe those broken pieces will scar to gold.
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I like that! thank you, Björn 🙂
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I like your description of the mending transition from a broken heart to a bright future.
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many thanks, Frank 🙂
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Time is a great healer and yes, I agree that its only us who can heal ourselves ~ The future is indeed bright and I cheer you on your next adventure ~
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cheers, Grace 🙂
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So many hurts and broken pieces in this world. A heartfelt piece. And yes, somehow, there is always a dawn on the morrow which is a sign for hope.
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thank you, Lilian 🙂
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