The broken glass brought something new,
Something unfamiliar to both of them.
Since the day they decided to part,
Their heaven became a daunting grave.
Within one roof, two people live
Entire strangers to one another.
Once they shared a bed for two,
But now it is - two rooms for each.
The wind had pushed the glasses down.
'Who will clear the shattered pieces'?
Neither she nor he came out.
'Let the domestic helper clean the place'.
Oh! Its 11 o'clock and Sunday night,
Their servant comes on weekend days.
He came out with a cigar - lighted,
And she was out to find something.
Their eyes searched - 'Where the pieces lie'?
But only found their dearest eyes.
Those eyes craved for their misplaced love,
And spirits for their beloved one.
Nature united the abandoned souls,
By breaking the silence of their lives.
The broken glass is kept in safe -
The angel who tend their broken hearts.
Well written, Good poetry . Keep writing !
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