His glass,

broken and old,

echoed his other half.

The one he hid in the closet,

of fear.


~Mayuri Srivastava~

I wrote this cinquain poem in response to Sadje’s #Whatdoyousee prompt. Hope you will like it.

A cinquain poem is an unrhymed five line poem and it has two syllable in first line , four in second , six in third , eight in fourth line and two in last line.

Click on the link given below to see the prompt

https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/151350456/posts/51151

Thank You .