Poetic-Verses-Awakening Spirits and Memories

The Broken Glass

 

 

It lay in shards upon the floor,
A testimony to a slamming door!
The shock-waves reverberating,
The tension in the air.
Left her sobbing without a care
Anger permeating.
Falling down on the floor to weep
Her knees collapsing.
knocking the glass to the floor
Too weak.
Heart broken, shattered
Like the pretty glass.
But that no longer mattered!
It lay in pieces on the floor
It's beauty gone.
Pretty dainty flowers adorned the edge
Stem of twisted green
Now impossible to be seen
Perhaps it had been just a dream
Yet there it lay, scattered all around
Twinkling pieces in sunshine upon the ground
The delicacy of its fragile stem
A myriad reflections of what once it had been!
Jayc