I AM THE ONE WHO BROKE THE GLASS

YEA I DID IT

 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”

Author's Note

hope u like it

Reviews

[Althelia Marie Caine]

I think I get it now..

[Celeste21]

I like the last few lines about the tears. It's puzzling but intriguing. Was it one lover asking abt a second chance, but not seeming genuine about it? I think this piece is ambiguous and I had to read several times, but each time you discover something different and worth while.

[GrownUpTime]

very interesting. seemed to stray a little from topic to topic. a few spelling mistakes and needed a few missing words. nothing big though. heartfelt and shows how one person could feel completely different from another. well written but needs some revising. nice write

[brianna vega]

Words crying for missed time

Went out but not clear

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm............... great line
im terrible at disecting poetry and stuff
but i like it.
first couple lines are great
if ur talking bout relationships i feel yaaaa

[highthought]

different that means that all old ties as family and old friends has a different value in ur heart
i come first , i am the tie that last

[grinning_powers]

hmmm, is it an hourglass, is it the looking glass ... who knows? a short story in a few lines,

"Ties now

Are different than before"

indeed they are, but different isn't necessarily bad or better, just ... different. Trust is difficult to be regained isn't it ...

Thank you for sharing!

[EMW]

Very interesting and very different. This was a very good poem. Keep up the good work.

[?]

Our caring hands will build a tree.
With warmth
We shall live under its leaves”

This is beautifully written, who cares about grammar, I just close my eyes after reading and see and feel what I read.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Nicely spun tale of burgeoning and everlasting endurance! Quite a delight. Thank you for sharing.
Light,
Siddartha