Subila E. Chilupula
Ugly - Poem by Subila E. Chilupula
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Lie to me, tell me I am fairer than all,
She stands there in front of her mirror,
A shadow of her old self a reflection in the mirror.
Dark circles around her eyes,
Once bright beautiful brown eyes,
Now empty, dark and glassy.
Her looks a far cry from classy,
Her father always called her beautiful,
But then every parent thinks their child is beautiful,
Her school days were full of scorn,
Kids made her wish she had never been born.
Ugly, the word echoed from her past to her present,
With it came so much pain, unpleasant,
A shadow of a smile played across her face,
Memories of a man pushed their way in place,
Not just any man, a lady's man,
He courted her and made her believe once again,
She was a beauty and he drove away the pain.
The smile faded as quickly as it came,
Painful thoughts flooded her mind almost driving her insane,
She remembered how he tore away her pride,
Her heart he had taken for a ride.
Hate, anger so much resentment,
Pain, heartache endless torment.
Angry at the world, she wept,
Nights of terror, she never slept.
And now she is weak, exhausted
From all the battles, exhausted.
Mirror mirror on the wall,
I have tried the make-up, clothes, new hair, tried it all,
So please tell me I am fair, fairer than all.
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