I am replaceable as a glass vase
If it shatters would it matter
A look at the reflection
Casts a shadow
Hollow is the sound
Glass is not unique
New shapes and colours the identity remains weak
Recycled once broken
Fragile glass remains forgotten
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fragility is only skin deep.... Nice and simple. Keep writting N