Once again she looked...
at that broken mirror
That not only showed...her outer looks
But also reflected...her inner self.
Her broken thoughts...
Her broken heart...
And her broken soul.
Her deep dark eyes...
Showing her silent cries.
Her cold numb lips...
Showing her hopeless life.
And her mind is always wondering...
Has this mirror always been like this?
Or was it also earlier happy?
Shined and sparkled just like her?
Then what was it?
That brought such terror...
That filled her mind...
With sadness and with fear.
And trying to answer...
Her own questions
She once again stops...
And asks herself...
That was she born for all these sorrows?
Or is there much more left for tomorrow??
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Last updated 328 days ago by priyanka
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I like this poem. It's really nice :)
Angharad 315 days ago