He knew he loved her
but could never own up
he only wished for happiness
he was walking over a broken coffee mug

The broken mug symbolises his love
the small, shattered pieces were-
were a symbol of feelings 
feelings of pain-which came from her

The pieces were pricking his feet
just like love was pricking his heart 
his feet did bleed a bit,
just like his heart cried a bit
he was not a professional in this art

Some pieces had a blunt side of them
on which he could easily walk
just  like the pain he felt
upon realisation
that all his efforts were in vain

But now that the cup was broken
there was no scope of fixing it
just like it, now that her photo-
was his mind's wallpaper
there was no chance of deleting it

Oh how much i wish for him
to be free of all of this
as of now,
you're the one that's been there 
on his best and even on his worst
thank you for showing him what love meant,
all along...
             -The POET(Yash Kate)