Broken Mirror's Strategy

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A gutted mirror invents a tangled human scheme My back might be found crooked from the jabber, A puddling curb tried throwing the twisted dream None bound for the scope spawned by a blunder. My back might be found crooked from the jabber Singing in heaven embeds tune of moral goodwill, None bound for the scope spawned by a blunder After a few years, you'd be ditched with side-will. Singing in heaven embeds tune of moral goodwill Straying guilt whetting shock and clear dismay After a few years, you'd be ditched with side-will The ridiculous concept of a fantasy hiding way. Straying guilt whetting shock and clear dismay The abstraction of waning grace is a little hazy The ridiculous concept of a fantasy hiding way, Tons of metal swords shattered by bared facility. The abstraction of waning grace is a little hazy A puddling curb tried throwing the twisted dream Tons of metal swords shattered by bared facility A gutted mirror invents a tangled human scheme. Written: May 07, 2022

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Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 5/8/2022 6:48:00 AM

An exceptionally well-written Pantoum, my friend, Lasaad. Profound thinking is included in your fine verses! Be blessed!

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 5/8/2022 6:40:00 AM

Seems many are afraid of reading your poem. I would prefer not to look at a gutted mirror. Come to think of it I prefer not to look into any mirror these days.