ardency...
one day..
while she were in front of her mirror..
she saw another woman in that mirror..
standing and sharing her the same mirror..
got very angry to that woman whom shared her the same mirror..
gave up to her anger...
to smash so hard that mirror...
to fly apart many pieces of that mirror..
she realized then...
that she got alot of women...
by: hazem02@yahoo.com
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is a bold expression of the scourge of 'body image' and the sad lot of so many women who gaze in the mirror with tears in their eyes. You describe the rage of disappointment very well in your line 'fly apart many pieces of that mirror' and conclude with a wry smile 'she got a lot of women.' I like this pro-feminist piece. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥