I AM THE ONE WHO BROKE THE GLASS

I AM THE ONE WHO BROKE THE GLASS

A Poem by highthought
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YEA I DID IT

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 Roads are long

For me are short

Mountains are high

For me, easy to be climbed

 

Winter and its winds

That is spring for me

Reason for all this!

With you, I will be my dear…

 

After a long, now that we meet

Words crying for missed time

Went out but not clear

 

Souls gladly intervened

“Shh

“Let’s use time

 Now, that we are near”

 

Time came for souls in chat.

“I am the one who broke the glass

I am the one who let the ball roll

But

Kindly help me in control

 

 Let us not care about the rest

Ties now

 Are different than before

 

At our shore……

Once, we use all our feet

 Stones will be buried in deep

After that

 Our caring hands will build a tree.

With warmth

We shall live under its leaves”

 

“Another chance you mean?

How can I believe you with no tears?

About tears!

 Ask me….

You work for it, and I will see

© 2011 highthought


Author's Note

highthought
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I think that in ways it jumped around, yet it still kept this cute rhythm. Like is was meant to jump to add effect :) I liked reading it :)
Always enjoy your work. Absolutely beautiful

Posted 12 Years Ago


Awww, this was cute. Nice flow, good rhyme and subtle love story. Very nice.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like it and I dont feel that its jumpy. However I do feel as if words are missing that would help connect the lines with each other. Thats all I have to say about the structue of the poem. With that being said I did enjoy the poem and the meaning behind it. Good work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


A true declaration of love. My favourite! Great write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Hmm, I have to agree that there seems to be some missing content in that the story didn't seem to flow. With that said; I can say that there is a lot of good in this piece where it seems to say that love has to be worked for. I really like how you brought around the ending.


Posted 13 Years Ago


Myself, I enjoyed this piece. I did not find it jumpy, or missing content. One needs to read it from the heart, not the eyes.
I liked the ending;

About tears!

Ask me….

You work for it, and I will see”

Yes, proof is in the pudding (opps tears)
NICE

Posted 13 Years Ago


The piece is jumpy, and the subject seems to be dancing around. The continuation of the quotations makes the conversation seem jumpy and almost as though the reader is drunk. There feel as though there are words missing, and in some places, there are too many words, which flow a little strangly. Read it out-loud and see if you can pin point a few of the issues.

The subject matter is nicely done, and the emotions are well conveyed.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I liked this, although I felt as though it were jumpy subject wise, it was good. The material was touching and I like how you speak as though this person can't believe them because they don't have emotion towards what they are speaking of. Overall I liked it. Keep up the good work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Oh wow! I'm really touched by this poem, it has so much soul and emotion put into it. I could feel the punch into my soul of how well you put emotions from inside through this poem. Wonderful write!

~Lizzard~

Posted 13 Years Ago


its hard to cry for no reason unless u are an actress, though, even actress do fall in love with the female in front of him in the film

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Ok i am a male , English is my second language, so it's hard for me to give a fair review sometimes, so dont expect a lot.. i am a sales manager and, had this attraction to writing more..

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