The Imperfect Radiance

By Sonali Mishra

Dolls on her shelf

painted and porcelain

witnessed her agony

and perpetual pain

of cruel echos ringing

and the stares slying

chanting beauty dwells

in dark warm hues

and her being a pearly canvas

personified an effigy

that never rang bells

The porcelain companions

like steadfast accomplice

they stood by her

Whispering wisdom all day

Until the embraces

untied her spirit

Their blank smiles

Unfolded the truth

hexed are the dames

flaunting their gorgeous

warm honey tints resembling

sun rays hitting the ground

A true maiden therefore

follows the stars

more she glows

as time soars.

hearing so her soul went sound

unleashing a poise unbound

The mirrors ain’t now

a source of doubt

they show her strength.

all heard now is the defiance

how astonishingly bewitching ,

can be an imperfect radiance.

By Sonali Mishra