Death of a mirror :

It is in the mirror
that I search for myself.
The one that never flinches
to tell me the truth.

No mirror for me that
says I am beautiful
when I feel
downright ugly mean
within.

None that tells me I am loved
when I hate myself
for not being
and for hating.

One that lets me
pretend and preen myself
in costumes I fancy.

And what with the faces
I make at it
in distaste.

The kisses I have blown
a thousand dreams
I have lived in its presence.

The mirror takes it all patiently
it never shouts backs
never weakens,
stays untarnished.

One time just one time
though
I saw my mirror weep
when within me there
was a death
that could only lay down
and sweat,in the coldness
it felt.

Though I tried and tried
I could not wipe away the tears
it grieved and shook
in its anguish
jumped off
breaking into
a bits and pieces
which bore images of me
it never should have all along.

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About Dr.Mary Annie A.V.

Dr.Mary Annie A.V. hails from Trivandrum, India and writes under the pen name 'anna maria' . She hails from a family of writers . She holds a high official post in the University of Kerala,Trivandrum,India. She resides in India with her husband and three children. Her poems have been published in various e-magazines , print anthologies in India and abroad. She has two collections to her credit, titled "My Beads Unstrung" and 'More Beads Unstrung'. Her definition of a poem is : Virgin white paper raped. Rapt. Writing is her passion :)

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