Broken Glasses Read Count : 28

Category : Poems

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Tell me about it all,
Molded glasses,
Filled with beautiful colours,
Attraction is all they got.

Time spent on them,
The energy,
The positivity,
The items brought in together,
The steps followed to the end.

Shaped up and strengthened,
And Just a drop,
Molded glasses get ruined.


  • Oct 08, 2022

  • nice

    Oct 09, 2022

  • Nice

    Oct 09, 2022

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