Broken Glasses...and much more!!

You know you have gone crazy when you try to write something for your broken glasses...or may be this is just a front for other things. Whatever be the case, lets not delve into those murky details, and leave the semantics to me. So, here it goes...

On a quiet peaceful day of May, which was not long gonna stay
circumstances did their part, and my glasses fell apart

Thee lay shattered on the ground, feeling all the eyes around
And I just left thee there, typical of an ungrateful kind

But now when I look through the haze, I recall those sunny days
And thy sway comes to the fore, if only I'd known before

Thee were the strength, thine was the authority
and thy was the lucidity, evinced in my mind

Thine were the insights, thy were the dreams
and thy was the light, reflected in my eyes

Thee were my mask, thee were my window
and thy is the comfort i am starving for

Life is not what it was, without thee;
a ray of hope in this despair were thee.

Thee have left me now...and the light is gone
but the kindling is still there
If someone could just match the sparkle, thee had for me...