A Broken Glass

A broken glass,
Like the muse of war!
But, something is very wrong somewhere;
And, i am yet to find it out.

This world is at times like,
An insulting wife living with her quiet husband;
And like the colour of love and the power of love!
But do build homes with love and live in them.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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