The blackened mirror

In a room full of shadows,
with no windows or door;
a prison to a woman,
who once ruled a kingdom,
was a Mistress to her throne.
Even the dark need direction,
or the blackness may devour;
because death is the only predator,
where darkness reigns supreme.
Creation can become Captor,
when lust for beauty and power blinds;
the hunter becomes victim,
when body and soul divide.

Now, in the Chamber of Sin,
imprisoned she lies;
the blackened mirror she created,
mocks her horrifying strife.
Her soul torn from her body,
lives as mere reflection,
witnessing its owner's endless suicide.
The blackneded mirror feeds on its feelings and emotions,
blackeninng its humanity and keep itself alive.
Every passing moment she watches,
her body torture itself to the brink of life's end;
but they do not die,
who have been pushed further than death.

In horror she stares,
as her own hands puncture her eyes,
sight an assest, of which is now devoid.
She watches, remembering;
every moment a repetition of crimes,
whose commision she had denied.
The power to speak and listen,
in centuries of quietude have sunk,
all words fade, this void of silence,
she can neither elude nor escape.

Remorse will not abate,
the punishment for her sins,
for a soulless body cannot feel,
when the heart has burnt down deep within.
Her soul is bound to the blackened mirror,
it suffers the pain and cruelty of her past,
wounded beyond recognition,
guilty of its owner's mistakes.
She kills herself every instant,
but neither lives nor dies.
Her famous black hair, shaven off,
she peels off her own skin,
disgust, pain and humiliation,
her yells are trapped within.
Her prison bathed in redness,
contrasts the paleness of her skin,
which has been torn to reveal,
shed every last drop that is in.

Her hunger tears her apart,
but she has learnt to satisty
by drinking her own blood.
She rips herself apart,
but no scream is heard.
The only sound in the room,
is an altered question resounding,
"Who is the darkest of them all?"
And the mirror replies,
"You my Queen."



May Almighty Allah bless and protect us, Amin!

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