YOUR HAPPINESS SURVIVED...
Did you ever think of
What happened to those glass pieces?
The shattered glass pieces
Held some of your happiness like
A mother breastfeeding a new born baby
It slowly gathered and tried to joined
The remaining left over happiness
Years passed but glass pieces
Never parted with your happiness
And preserved it with lots of care
The broken glass pieces
Still hugs and kisses your happiness
With the hope of giving it back to you
Your happiness is secure & safely alive
With the shattered glass pieces
The remaining life of the glass pieces
Is destined to more breakages
Don't worry if
The glass pieces are crushed, stamped
Still shattered further in more tiny pieces
Disintegrated into powder
Be sure whatever they do to glass pieces
It will not let your happiness go
It's clenching your happiness tightly
Come one day to find how
The glass pieces are living
Come and see the castle of happiness
The shattered glass pieces has built
Naming your happiness "An Angel"
What if I told you that
I am the glass of LOVE that encased your
Happiness and that you shattered...!
(Read the flashback story in NOTES below)
One day when you were a kid
Your happiness encased in glass = shattered
You cried and scambled
To pick up some of your happiness
You wrapped your happiness
with a cloth and put inside the bag
You dropped the bag in a river
But grasp some pieces of happiness
You put some happiness under lock and key
But your happiness was stolen
You tracked down remaining happiness
and now carry your happiness in your pockets
Sometimes, it falls, out, you find it
And YOU cherish what happiness is left behind
YOUR HAPPINESS SURVIVED...
Did you ever think of
What happened to glass pieces?
(Read the poem...)