A Broken Glass

When I do kiss the pain of the deranged, unfurled yore
And caress the ache that mischievous envy can fathom,
Undisguised tears blurred the vision, eyes misty and blotched
This muttered curse is what it all can preach.

Though genuine hope planned all to settle down
Believing, manifesting that something could be done
Unforgiveness, vengeance still uphold the calm,
For they all left me, left nothing, and no one.

I am nobody, nobody cares for me.
How do I save my time loving precious thee?
How can I remold a shattered, broken glass with no pain left
When my body is surely torn into trifling pieces?

Oh! My dearest soul, live not in the ill-lighted shadow
But try to live in a world full of illuminated, effervescent rainbow
Embrace with open arms the glorious joy of tomorrow
And live life without the grisly pain and deep sorrow.