A Broken Glass.
My heart was a piece of a glass
And People often pour wine and sip it off.
The Glass of wine was so soft that if someone clenched it tight it broke down to the core.
I use to be a gorgeous girl gaping at the grassland which looked green as glass.
In the Garden of memory, In the palace of fantasy that is where I thought I will meet.
I locked myself away in the greatest tower wishing for a knight in shining armour.
And that's when the glass was shattered and I acknowledged that rather than sweeping it away in the fear of getting hurt, I should take a basket with me and step outside filling it up with all the broken pieces and placing it on my shelf.
Now, this broken glass is dangerous with sharp edges and beautiful complex and that's when my best life starts ups.
Later I understood I can be my knight.
About this poem
It looks fabricated to say that I don't know. Although once a poet said that you can easily tell where the beginning is but the end, you can't tell. In my case, it is the opposite. In my life, I don't know when it started. Where it started. At which point it began. I can't tell where the beginning is. But I know my heart started to write this poem on its own and it will proceed further to have a satisfactory ending.
Written on July 20, 2022
Submitted by samiya1813 on September 12, 2022
Modified on March 21, 2023
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Quick analysis:
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Characters | 901 |
Words | 171 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 2, 2, 2 |
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