Broken Mirror Poem by Suresh Kumar EK
Broken Mirror
It slipped
The mirror
Through my hands
And shattered
Into many pieces
To become a painful
Show of glass and dust.
It was a fine mirror
That reflected my face
And rainbows underwater.
Now it is broken
Broken completely.
I tried to make it perfect,
Covering it with my
Love and dreams.
I don't know how it fell
From my hands and broken
To colourlessness.
No reflection
NO VIBGYOR
No frameworks.
But it reflects
My too many faces
Curved, concave
Plain and dusty
Love, hate, contempt
Disgust and trust.
But at some angles
It does reflect
A ray of hope
An array of hope.
Confused I am,
How long can I
Hold it close,
With the broken
Pieces together
To my heart?
How long can I?
Countless Mirror Images Shatter mirror mirror slips through hands instant glass shard silver sliver pieces where have myriad reflections fled when did mirror images shatter time lost faces years decades gone pause moment moths light flickers Inspired by the poem 'Broken Mirror' by the poet Suresh Kumar EK. Dedicated to the poet Suresh Kumar EK.
I wrote the poem 'Shard Silver Sliver Pieces Time Bleeds' inspired by the poem 'Broken Mirror' by the poet Suresh Kumar EK and dedicated to the poet Suresh Kumar EK.
'Now it is broken Broken completely. I tried to make it perfect, Covering it with my Love and dreams. I don't know how it fell From my hands and broken To colourlessness. No reflection' the poem is exceptional
It was a fine mirror That reflected my face And rainbows underwater. Now it is broken Broken completely. I tried to make it perfect , - - - - - - But it reflects My too many faces Curved, concave Plain and dusty Love, hate, contempt Disgust and trust. But at some angles It does reflect A ray of hope An array of hope.- - -A great poem- -A broken mirror reflecting different faces and the ray of hope.
Pieces of broken mirror is painful to so with the heart only difference is you may get wounds on your hand with the other on the head....
Beautiful poem. Expressions are really different like the broken mirror. A novel concept.
True, so very true! A broken heart to reflects, charmed in a ray of hope! What mirror?
And the shattered glass made many pieces to reflect a hundred images
NO VIBGYOR No frameworks. But it reflects My too many faces-------------------Fantastic writing. no colors of the rainbow, but too much hypocrisy---- that is striking the chords of the readers' heart. top marks on this write!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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mirror mirror slips through hands, instant glass shard silver sliver pieces, where have reflections fled, when did mirror images shatter, time lost faces years decades gone, pause moment moths light flickers