A bright world
Calming in crystal
The lightest touch could break this world
Though I'm glass
My feelings are real
And my fragile heart is breaking
You
The only real thing in this world of glass
You touch me and watch me crack
My broken heart
Broken at your touch
And crashing to the floor in pieces
One more touch
And I start to break
A crystal tear upon my face
Author notes
5. a world where everything is made of glass, even the creatures
A contest entry
- Be Prompt by Darkwell.
1050 points, ended August 20, 2008, 19 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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CReaTiVe
i like the images and the metaphors. you maintain a consistent sense of pain throughout the entire piece. stay writing. Thru Every Dark Nite There's A Brighter Day. PeAcE
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Aw I love this. It sounds like some tale, everything in it is made of glass..a glass world. Great metaphors. Xds-gX
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very very deep!!!! beautiful and amazing!!! well done!!!
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Deep and Great Job!!
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Vibrant and colorful. Very nice imagery. I loved it! Kudos!
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great job ! lol how funny that my name is Crystaltears
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Wow! This is sooo deep. Good job
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OMG this is awesome! to blend the fragile heart with the glass and the effect of one betrayed into breaking is just wonderful in this write
One more touch
And I start to break
A crystal tear upon my face
such vibrant imaging and word flow
WTG! Good luck in the contest -
GREAT
this is wonderful, i loved how you used the glass as a metaphor,
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