The wine glass,
I had last sip with is broken…
It was placed under the window,
With some wine remained,
When the last time I released it,
It was well retained,
If I knew the wind will blow it away,
Will break it into pieces,
I would have kept it safe,
It would have sustained,
If I knew,
That I was going to have the last sip,
That for the last time its mouth was being kissed,
I would have behaved patiently,
Would have shown my love kindly,
Would have talked to it little longer,
Maybe would have told,
That I’ll miss it forever,
But it is gone now,
The wine glass,
I had last sip with,
Is broken down.

But, the gone is gone forever. Not any single reason will bring it back or mend it back. We should treat it lovely in the present
Absolutely.. It’s a learning for me to treat other glasses well
Lol. Yea, I got it.