Shattered Mirrors, Scattered Light
A Poetic Guide to Disappointment
Disappointment comes unexpectedly, a crack in a mirror you thought wouldn't shatter. We race to pick up the shattered shards, grasping in the dark.
The search is painful.
But sometimes, when we dare to face their blinding light, we realise they can be merged into a stronger mirror.
Reinforced glass has great strength.
✨🌙✨🌙✨🌙✨
The looking glass
Throws light that blinds
Searching eyes--
✨🌙✨🌙✨🌙✨
Only soften
✨🌙✨🌙✨🌙✨
Glass on hand-
Touchable-
✨🌙✨🌙✨🌙✨
When we seek to mend.
🪞🪞🪞🪞🪞
They cannot close--
Deep disjointed rifts
🪞🪞🪞🪞🪞
Forever parted
🪞🪞🪞🪞🪞
Scattered in pieces
An endless quest
In unlit corners.
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
The looking glass
Throws light that blinds
Searching eyes--
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
Only soften
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
Glass on hand-
Touchable-
🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
When we seek to mend.
🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧
A wondrous mosaic
Against a pressing wall--
🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧
But the glass shines---
Its jagged forms gleam-
🫧🫧🫧🫧🫧
Combined.
✨🌙✨🌙✨🌙✨
Original poem by Michelle Liew Tsui-lin. AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (6)
'A wondrous mosaic' such a lovely visual :) This felt so empowering in the end.
oh, Michelle, this is beautiful.
That was gorgeous. And I love how the pictures fit the breaks.
Well-wrought, Michelle! Another course of action might be to abandon the mirror altogether, to be neither reflection nor reflected, to wander freely, unperturbed by phantoms!
Very powerful, Michelle. I always hope shattered dreams and frustrations will be replaced with new ones.
So delicate and powerful. You’ve captured the quiet courage of rebuilding beautifully.