Phoenix’s tears

I happened to run into a mirror,
And behind that faint halo
Of light, I saw wasted rigour,
That obstreperous image hard to swallow.
I cursed my feathers had lost it’s
Chimera, coral, elfin petal,
My eyes were left hungry pits,
Gauging my capability,
took all but my mettle.
So, I decided that it was the hour
Of perishing this anfractuous facade,
Ingested my glorious feathers, the fire;
My blazed spirits all pacified.
I entombed my soul into the ashes,
The wraith of a phoenix left trivialized,
Through the limbo echoed the lashes,
Even it left my soul traumatized.
Risen, though timely again, my wings were
clipped,
Escapee of that grim script,
Proselytized from that ashen dust,
Speculated what could be different.
Before the trial I was diffident,
But now again stronger than above,
Epiphany glorified its manifestation,
Realization donned on my mind…
NOT EVERY TEAR WEDGES YOU APART,
OR LEAVES YOUR LIFE AMORTLY SCARRED,
SO, HOLD TO YOUR QUESTIONS BRAVE
HEART,
MEND THAT SPLINTERED,
QUALMED SHARD.