Fractured Identity

In the mosaic of self, fragments collide, A tale of duality, where shadows reside. Eyes that pierce, a window to the soul, Reflecting the turmoil, the heart's dark role. The city's pulse, a backdrop to her face, A juxtaposition of the urban and the sacred space. Her gaze, a mirror, reflecting our own plight, A call to introspection, through the fractured light. In the dance of colors, a story unfolds, Of a woman, a city, and a soul that's told. Through the lens of art, we see the unseen, A reflection of our own fragmented dreams.