I was once told
that people in glass homes should not throw stones,
and I remember wanting to say
that I’ve seen you recently in such an estate.
Constructing transparent virtues
and chucking those rocks around
is breaking your precious house down,
and shattered shards of glass
are collapsing into the chocolates you’ve amassed
in a box left open on the table.
So the next time you seize one of them,
while of wondering if you will get the orange or the mint,
you’ll get a mouthful of broken glass
and perhaps learn a lesson:
to not see yourself through rose-tinted glasses,
but preferably prescription ones instead.
Regardless,
I’d to raise a glass
that is half full
to my box of chocolates,
and even your box of chocolates,
since I say life is like a box of chocolates;
you’d get sick of you ate the whole thing alone.
Author notes
As thanks for adding me as a favorite, I'm giving this contest a try!
I think idioms are interesting, but I think twisting them up is even more interesting. 
A contest entry
- Use This In Your Poem/Prose by wraven.
550 points, ended June 4, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Your twisted idioms are awesome. I love the imagery here.
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I would enjoy eating a box of chocolate with you. You're my favorite. =D
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you're right, this is very interesting. i like this poem a lot... GOOD LUCK!!!!
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