9 June 2009 - 19:43poem: shards of glass
shards of glass
glisten, the colours
glow, sparkle
ragged edges bleed shinily
is it the colour stain, pain? or
glinting sunlit joy?
more beauty, shattered, stained
more than a dull blank clear sheet,
of glass unharmed. unarmed. framed.
happiness from sorrow
beauty from pain
life from death
are people too, like window-panes?
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