So not too long ago I accidentally broke my glass water bottle. As wandering minds normally do, I decided to write a poem about it, ironically enough, in my poetry literature class. So here it is for your perusal.
Shards of a Broken Life
A broken cry muffled by fabric and metal teeth,
The tears gush forward determined to drown
The frozen leaves and trees, an attempt
To bring them back to life.
From Heavens above, hands reach
To rescue the blurred words of knowledge,
Meant to inspire and teach.
Tools needed to carve a place in history
They hardened their souls long ago.
The survivors lay resting under the artificial
Light and air warmed by
Empty cups sitting around tables.