The Goblet Had Toppled Poem by sayan sil

The sadness was all over
The goblet of red wine
filled to the brink
had toppled and tumbled
The wine bulged out
& the glass rolled

The fingers were numb
Eyes shut
Lips open
The head hung behind

Once i was happy because I cud cry
One day I cud cry because I was happy
I dont know if I wud cry ever

It had rained hard, rained all day
Downpouring

May be somewhere
some fingers got numb
some eyes shut
some lips open
& some head hung

May be the goblet tumbled & rolled
& it rained, rained hard.................