Poem: Dirty Mirror

Poem: Dirty Mirror

In a canvas world, a mirror stained,

"Dirty Mirror" whispers tales unexplained.

Yellow splatters dance with the breeze,

Two butterflies come together in a transformation tease.

 

Through chaos grows a symphony of hue,

Whispers of metamorphosis, whispers so true.

Brushstrokes echo life's reflective art,

A mirror's tale, a renewed start.

 

Butterflies flutter, symbols of change,

On this stained mirror, emotions arrange.

Yellow splatters, like sun-kissed rain,

Transforming stains, a beauty to regain.

 

In every smudge, a story unfolds,

Of struggles faced, of futures untold.

"Dirty Mirror" speaks of life's chatter,

And the magical dance of transformation matter.

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