with wrinkles of time's tremor
she has broken on wall mirror
into a hundred pieces, testify
her youth has gone forever
Most of us feel this way as we age, but our true beauty lies within. Thank you, Zahra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Zahra S. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks