Poetry On Odyssey: Puzzle Picture

To be honest, when I wrote this poem, I didn't know what it was about, and when I went through and reread the original, which did not have the slashes and additional words, and I decided to put a twist on it. I added the opposites of some of the words throughout the poem, to give it a whole new meaning that anything in life, and in this case, a relationship, never turns out perfect. Although, if you try really hard at something and experience trials and failures, in the end there will always be light... a picture at the end.

I pick up the puzzle piece / whole,

Bring it to the one in my other hand,

No / yes it doesn’t go there.

I put it down, pick / reject another.

It has to be a perfect,

Otherwise, it won’t / will fit.

Another one//the same one,

With inconclusive / conclusive results.

The next piece I pick up,

Is a corner / middle piece, oh,

I know what to do.

Build off the corner

To create / destroy a picture,

Connect from the base,

From border to border / center,

And from / to corner to corner.

The picture I want to make,

Is of him, my love / hate.

A picture perfect / broken dream.

I drew it myself, to construct

What I want, what I need

For him to be / not to be.

Back to the puzzle.

I find another piece / the entirety,

Bring it to the one in my other / same hand

Oh, joy / sadness it fits,

A start to a new picture / picture / picture.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.