Glass

poetry speaks

Broken with lots of cracks, hands touch the pieces of the glass. Lifeless flame of a single match, Light the scars left yet patched. Glass heart, I present you to the world. How fragile is this glass, passed hand by hand, no value priced. Flawed must be the heart, as eyes look at where it broke apart. Glass heart, presented to the world. Held by the world, given away, held like an antique. One of a kind yet not unique, A smile is what the heart was given. Glass heart, that's no longer mine. Glass that's oh so fragile, owned by the world, and never treasured. It's worth was that of life, yet was never precious to the world. Glass heart, your my greatest piece, for now and forever. Glass heart, when did you shatter? Many matches left, hands still here, yet no way to fix. Shattered not broken, such is the fate of the little glass heart. The world meant no harm, yet the damage done. Goodbye, my only glass heart.

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

This feeling is all too familiar to me... It's hard to take when your heart has been treated as nothing but pieces of broken glass, from hand to hand everyone treated it as something that has no meaning... But that glass heart didn't need everyone's appreciation but only one person to love it... This is such a great poem, you put cleverness in it along with true feelings... Thank you for sharing....

[unspokenpain]

I'm actually going to do a another poem on glass because I've been circling the metaphor. "broken glass can be fix, but not when it's shattered. - Andrew King." And that's where this poem came from but I've been struggling with putting it into words. But I really loved writing this one and I'm glad you liked it!

[Inject Positivity]

Wow that's a lovely quote... Keep trying, you will find the right words....

[unspokenpain]

Definitely

[npfd]

really nice enjoy the use of the glass throughout the work.

[unspokenpain]

thank you. This was a concept i've been thinking about for awhile until i finally found the words

[npfd]

sounds good, came out nicely!

[Insight "MH"]

The use of glass as an Image for the fragile heart is so clever. When the heart is shattered it cannot be fixed even if a part of it was broken patching it will not make it look the same as before, it will still be named broken. Well done on this lovely write.

[unspokenpain]

Thank You! This eulogy of glass being shattered and broken compared to a broken and shattered heart was one i've been trying to word correctly since the beginning of my writing but couldn't find the words until recently

[Insight "MH"]

You are welcome :)