she as afraid
of what the mirror might reflect,
though, the whole world saw
a perfect human,
she saw only her imperfections
smiling back at her!
the shattered pieces of mirror
shone back a thousand imperfect reflections of her,
broken was the way only she saw herself,
not the world
if only she realized that!
© Vinitha 2021
This poetic piece is written in response to the sixty-fifth edition of Fiction Monday for the above picture prompt hosted at Reflections by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
*Photo by Ismael Sanchez on Pexels.com
Void Thoughts 
Self-image is so important! Procrastination and self-flagellation can bring down the best of us .Great take on the prompt Vini.
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This hits hard. How we are so hard on ourselves! Beautifully expressed.
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Oh that’s very unfortunate. Beautifully written!
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