For one
the view is blurred,
Through watery eyes
and a heart heavily stirred;
You, Stranger in the mirror
have we ever met?
Socially, or in passing
on my being, or in my head;
I don’t have
a recollection
I don’t recognize you,
Lost in an
achy time zone
you are no longer me
that’s true;
My thoughts are
in a tizzy
my memory
struggles and fails,
Did we ever
know each other?
or are they just fancy tales;
The spunk, the spirit
that once put a spring
in my stride,
Have drowned in a
sea of sorrow
swept into an
ocean I cried;
The smile is crooked
it’s more of a charade,
I crumble deep within
and outside
put up a façade;
There was a time
when I rode the
crest of fortune,
Now I look up to the sky
and catch my beloved’s
face in the moon;
You, in the mirror
I don’t see you laugh
or with mirth
and joviality cackle,
I see you steeped
in anguish
and the cross you bear
is heavy enough to tackle;
Your life seems stricken
tormented by misery
weakened by pain,
Once you
romanticized the clouds
now you cry in the rain;
You are of me
likeness of a reflection,
I could have loved you
but you are filled with
angst and abjection;
I approach you
with worry and concern,
I know it’s difficult
to keep up appearances
when you would rather
break and burn;
I see you drop your shoulders
and your head hung low,
I rush to extend a hand
but the glass of grief
hits back a blow;
Often times
my heart feels for you,
I wish those weren’t tears
but glistening on a petal
the hope-filled morning dew;
Your eyes,
those vacuous pools
are deep caverns,
They shut close
to faith and light
when once
they were a
gateway to heavens;
Your arms fall empty
in listlessness
by your side,
The company you miss
the embrace you crave
is long lost and died;
You stranger in the mirror
there’s nothing that matches
yet, you look like me,
A burst of belief glimmers
a hint of wish shines through
with promise to set a soul free!
*****
No comments:
Post a Comment