![]() Broken Pieces of GLASS!!A Poem by Bhavya Kaushik![]() Every heart from inside is itself like a broken glass..![]()
BROKEN PIECES OF GLASS….
I just don’t wanna feel… Like a broken piece of glass… … … [It all started with the last summer vacation… When my eyes met yours... And waited for your reaction…. I just laid awake for days and nights… I tried to express the feelings of my heart… Which I got after living in your eyes… But time went so fast….. And snatched you from my life…without any last… I found that you’re gone…. I won’t say that I felt like a stone…. Coz I felt like a broken piece of glass… Like a broken piece of glass And when I came home…. I found a broken piece of glass… Lying silently on my floor…. I got my reflection back from it…. But it’s a broken Conscience of mine… And I felt scattered… I found that you’re gone… I won’t say that I felt like a stone…. Coz I felt like a broken piece of glass Like a broken piece of glass…]
Broken pieces of glass..!!! Broken pieces of glass..! Broken pieces of glass..!!! Oh!! They are so easy to find… As Every heart from inside….. Is a broken bundle of lies… Just like that of mine…. And that’s why I don’t wanna feel…. Like a broken piece of glass… As I once did….
Broken pieces of glass!!!! Oh! They are so easy to find… As Every heart from inside….. Is a bundle of broken lies… Just like that of mine….
Broken pieces of glass have deep sharp edges… Which they got after being rubbed with my heart’s ashes… Broken pieces of glass are the best examples of hypocrisy…. As they reflect your real face without the feeling of your love’s immortality…. Broken pieces of glass are searching for their identity…. As each and every broken piece having its own integrity… Broken pieces of glass have deep sharp edges… Which they got after being rubbed with my heart’s ashes…
Broken pieces of glass!!!! Oh! They are so easy to find… As Every heart from inside….. Is a bundle of broken lies… Just like that of mine…. And that’s why I don’t wanna feel…. Like a broken piece of glass… As I once did….
Broken pieces of glass are trying to enchant the story of my life… With each and every broken piece showing different reasons for tears of mine…. Broken pieces of glass are wishing for someone to pick them up…. Just to vanish their thirst of some pure red blood….. Broken pieces of glass have deep sharp edges… Which they got after being rubbed with my heart’s ashes…
I just no longer wanna see these broken pieces of glass… I turned myself… But then I found that my heart itself… Is a broken piece of glass…. My heart itself is a broken piece of glass..!!! Broken pieces of glass!!!! Oh! They are so easy to find… As Every heart from inside….. Is a bundle of broken lies… Just like that of mine…. Just like that of mine….. :)
© 2009 Bhavya KaushikFeatured Review
Reviews
|
Stats
5588 Views
18 Reviews Added on February 9, 2008 Last Updated on January 8, 2009 AuthorBhavya KaushikIndiaAboutNational bestselling author of the novel, The Other Side of the Bed. You can place an order here: tinyurl.com/tosotb (flipkart) or can download it on your kindle from here: tinyurl.com/tosotbamazon .. more..Writing
Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
|