Honestly I don't know what is happening
But I can see that our friendship is shattering
The pieces on the floor
Scattered around
Together no more
Some bits lost and never found
It was once a beautiful vase
That kept water and pretty flowers in place
But a mistake
Knocked it down
It quaked
Then fell to the ground
Now the water has pooled in puddles
Like our minds it has become muddled
With lies and tears
And so much deception
Goodbyes and fears
What we need is redemption
And those flowers shriveled, wilted, and died
With blackened and crumbly sides
No longer beautiful and lush
No longer pleasing to see
Like our friendship they have been crushed
This is not what I wanted for me
That vase is broken beyond repair
A tragedy that just isn't fair
It's been thoroughly busted,
Nothing can erase
And pretty rusted
What has happened to this vase
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Indeed friendship is like a bouquet :) this is great for your age! Keep writing...