The images spilled like black and white,
but you couldn't see the broken light.
Shattered pieces covered the floor,
the image not the same as before.
The picture of the love we once shared,
indifferent to us, if you even cared.
I've seen it all and seen it all again,
yet you still do not understand.
The picture is different, it changed,
into something that is rearranged.
You are blind to all of the facts,
and have been so slow to react.
But it's here now in black and white,
that something is definitely not right.
The broken mirror shows what is true,
that I've had enough, and I'm through.
The smile that I once wore is gone,
along with me at the breaking dawn.
Author notes
5) Prompt: Be careful of looking at broken mirror fragments; they do not show the whole picture
Velvet Rose Petals.
I love this contest!!!!
A contest entry
- Options For Those In Search Of Something New #2 by kitsmith.
750 points, ended February 6, 25 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Do what you like.. I am not your brain...
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I'm glad you love this contest lol. Be ready for the next one hee hee.
Interesting take on the prompt. Instead of it not showing the correct picture, it seems to show the picture of what is really happening. It's different, but I like it. Great write!
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omg thank you soo much for honorable mention, it really means a lot to me..
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You deserved it!
Are you going to enter the 3rd contest in this series? It is up. -
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yes i will be
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