Fractured Elegy
Reflection
In the depths of a face, a story unfolds,
A map of lines, a history told.
Shadows dance upon the skin,
A testament to the journey within.
The eyes, once bright, now dimly shine,
A reflection of the heart's deep mine.
The lips, a whisper of what's past,
A silent scream that will forever last.
The texture rough, the colors worn,
A canvas of emotions, forever torn.
Yet, in the fragments, a beauty lies,
A fractured elegance, a soul's surprise.
A glimpse of what's been, what's been lost,
A memory etched, forever the cost.
In this portrait, a tale is spun,
Of trials faced, of battles won.
The artistry, a reflection true,
Of the human spirit, forever anew.