Echoes spread when it fell.
I was the one who picked it up
Pieces by pieces
My hands painted red
Gray liquid flowing out.
My mouth is sealed,
With your pristine hands.
The world is covered in dark hue
I would bring the fallen star,
I would search happiness,
I would do anything,
To see the crescent moon rise.
All in vain
Tears in your serine eyes,
Brews a storm in my bleeding heart
I told the stars about you
They said I was making a mistake.
But I shunned their forewarning.
You are the cause of my existence.
To you, I am just a feather
Nothing but speck of dust.
Did I love the dream?
Like folded covers of a book,
Like a lonely cloud wondering alone,
Like Orpheus wailing,
In the end, we became stories
It ended and turned into poetry.\n\nDeepa Rajkumari
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-glass-1/
I was the one who picked it up
Pieces by pieces
My hands painted red
Gray liquid flowing out.
My mouth is sealed,
With your pristine hands.
The world is covered in dark hue
I would bring the fallen star,
I would search happiness,
I would do anything,
To see the crescent moon rise.
All in vain
Tears in your serine eyes,
Brews a storm in my bleeding heart
I told the stars about you
They said I was making a mistake.
But I shunned their forewarning.
You are the cause of my existence.
To you, I am just a feather
Nothing but speck of dust.
Did I love the dream?
Like folded covers of a book,
Like a lonely cloud wondering alone,
Like Orpheus wailing,
In the end, we became stories
It ended and turned into poetry.\n\nDeepa Rajkumari
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-glass-1/
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00:00Echoes spread when it fell.
00:02I was the one who picked it up.
00:04Pieces by pieces.
00:06My hands painted red.
00:08Grey liquid flowing out.
00:10My mouth is sealed.
00:12With your pristine hands.
00:15The world is covered in dark hue.
00:17I would bring the fallen star.
00:19I would search happiness.
00:22I would do anything.
00:23To see the crescent moon rise.
00:26All in vain.
00:28Tears in your serene eyes.
00:30Brews a storm in my bleeding heart.
00:33I told the stars about you.
00:35They said I was making a mistake.
00:38But I shunned their forewarning.
00:40You are the cause of my existence.
00:42To you, I am just a feather.
00:45Nothing but speck of dust.
00:47Did I love the dream?
00:49Like folded covers of a book.
00:52Like a lonely cloud wandering alone.
00:55Like Orpheus wailing.
00:57In the end, we became stories.
01:00It ended and turned into poetry.