There was a flower vase here
Its glass glinting
In the midday sun
Holding blooming lilies
It stood peacefully
In the day
Reassuring and
Alone
Its beauty
Hidden in its innocence
It framed the lilies
Bursting towards the sky
It was unaware
Of the pain
The suffering
We went through
Til one day
The innocent flower vase
Was hurt
And then it knew
It knew of the tears
Of the screaming
Of the fear
Of the cries for help
The vase laid there
Its shards glinting
In the moonlight
Wilting lilies chucked aside
The glint of the shards
Like the glint of the tears
In her eyes
In the shards of the bottle
The shards were discarded
The coaster had been kept
The fear lingering in the air
Tear stains still on the kitchen floor
The screams had halted
The tears had dried
Yet the scars,
They would never heal
The empty table
The stained floor
The silent house
There was a flower vase here
Author's note:
Heylo everyoneee!!! I haven't updated for so long sjsjsjsjsjsjjs. Anyway, here's a poem I had inspiration to write when my dad was clearing the table because he said "there was a flower vase here where did it go" and I was like, hey I can use that. So I hoped you liked it!!! It's unedited and I haven't learned Poetry in school so it might not be good but... I tried.
~ PrincessTCO
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