Broken Open

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At the vista of the future,

it doesn’t matter

if you brought opulent sunshine

or  threw me in penury

if you shared your flowers

or gifted me your thorns

if you sent me missive of stars

or silence of darkness

if you venerated

or affronted me

if you had an edge

or I took the lead

The significance of our kinship is

it broke me open

unravelled me

and brought me closer

to what I had to become.

Author: Ravneet Kaur

Planning is in my blood. Unpredictability in my actions. Trying to figure out the riddle I am...!

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