Reflections

There is something I must do, somewhere I must be,

My default setting nowadays…

Mind is filled with infinite debris

Searching for the easier ways

           To live, breathe, dream.

And as the night sky is the splendor’s theme,

I tend to shy away from the Sun.

Yet my thirsty mind takes a dip in the stream

And by the overflow of empty words is being outdone.

 

Trying to listen to that inner melody

That gives the thought some sense of direction,

Will that bring me closer to that long sought revelry?

Can it be just my inner insecurity’s projection?

 

The greatest trial starts within,

And ends in the same place.

Such limiting concepts as ‘’lose’’ or ‘’win’’

Are nothing but drops in the timeless ocean of no space.

 

And if something has no space, does it really exist?

Or maybe such reflection is just a time killer…

And yet, by a loud whisper I am being kissed:

Perhaps the world is nothing but my own mirror?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

Your outpouring.. as I see it, claims what many believe: we may or not know ourselves, we may or not know what we are or could be. Your mind gallops at times, albeit without self.harming but you go with a thought and carry it over rough terrain, you always have.. that is what makes you.. you.

Beautiful music, incredible honesty, true to yourself in your very own way. ' Perhaps the world is nothing but my own mirror? ' Do we see what we want to see or.. ..

[Ana B.]

Thank you for the beautiful insight dear Emma.
I have read this poem again today thanks to your review and it feels like I wrote it a lifetime ago. Thank you for this. Many things change in a year, yet somehow they stay the same. Hope you are doing well. Hugs!!!!

[emmajoygreen]

Hugs shared, dear Ana B, Come visit again.. soon, when you can. .

[emmajoygreen]

Came to read and listen, yet again. This really is my remedy for tonight, dear friend.

[Ana B.]

Thank you for dropping by again my dear friend. Hugs and best wishes my dear.

[JE Falcon]

"Perhaps the world is nothing but my own mirror?" --- I do believe you have answered your previous questions. --- Such an interesting read, thanks.

[Ana B.]

Thank you for pausing here JE Falcon :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Lose, win yes they are concepts that may confine us. Playing the game, playing our role in life, captaining our own ship...there lies the accomplishments...the inner spirit sated...
we are what we write and we write what we are....no victory, no defeat....just IS.
j.

[Ana B.]

True words Jacob...if we would stop and ponder and take charge of our own lives, well... i like to believe we would reach ''the heights''. Thank you for dropping by my friend))

[Einstein Noodle]

great music in accompaniment to your poem ... in reading i am racked to and fro ... such deep questions .. such tenuto of expression .. sheesh .. i feel emptied after reading ... i could continue to respond and reflect .. but ... there is a vacuum sucking my insides out ;)))))))))) really glad i have met you and .. i'll try to keep up with your writings for sure .. poetry and deep internal pursuits are far more beneficial than any earthly gain ... says i! .. i hope you accept my friendship
E.

[Ana B.]

Hi )))) Thank you for the very generous compliments dear friend! I also agree, and creativity is what sets us apart as a race, also the music))) Music heals the wounds like nothing else soemtimes.....See you around))

[Lydia Shutter]

" my thirsty mind takes a dip in the stream" fantastic line! It seems we do limit ourselves. Remember the song, "Already Gone?" In that song, there is a line that says, "So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains and we never even know we have the key." That is what came to my mind as I read your words. I enjoyed this poem. Lydi** PS, I also loved the artwork!

[Ana B.]

Agree with you completely Lydia, most of us are living by their own set limitations...Thank you so much for stopping by :)