#WritcoPoemPrompt53
A silver mirror kept in my room,
impartially showcasing everything,
It lits everything with its silver gloom,
when it gets hit by the golden sunray...
and it looks so vivid at that time.
I took a glance at the mirror
My shining self, I said
A promise whacked at mind
a broken promise
the mirror always shows you who are you?
No matter how far you will reach
Tears started touching my cheeks
I broke down in tears
After a good cry, when I stopped tearing down
I again looked at my sparkling self
which is Wawathrough changes
So,
The meteor will fall when the universe will want it
it may look vivid and elegant to the world
But for the meteor, it was tiring and hurting at the same time.