me

Hello their young girl why don’t you speak?

Is your mouth sewn shut with secrets?

Why is your smile so docile and weak?

Was your innocence fed to a beast?



Sadness consumes you and yet you don't cry?

Is there nothing left to defend?

Or has the swollen river simply run dry?

Was there no rest in your coffin?



Who are you young girl do I know your name?

Why are you staring at me silent?

Is there a reason you cling to your shame?

Have you never seen hope through your pain?



Sadly I know the answer

As the glass shatters into small fragments

The mirror is no longer a weapon.

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Afzal Shauq's picture

love the logics expressed in this poem with a good idea.. I went through few of your poems and loved them too..you are good poetess and hope you never stop writing and add more poems.. this poem is good and love it..hope you like my poems too.. and let me know if they also touch your heart.. I am basically a peace wisher poet with 6 books published... I am a peace dreamer, love-based peace promoter... hope you be with me... let me share here one of my own famous say with you... ( a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with..afzal shauq