welcome back

all the struggle of the person I used to be was not to be the person I am now.

Found a song from a few months ago
Took me the dreams i used to dream
I looked at the mirror and
Saw her eyes
With anger and scream

Where was she
She wouldn't give up the war
after a single defeat
Was she dead
No i saw her in the mirror, i swear

She was offended to God,
and when her faith in him was broken,
she gave up everything
Forget what she used to fight for
But I saw her in the mirror, it was her eyes

All the left hands left the battle
She lost the election
And moved to the country side
But it wasn't her
She lost the way very soon

Now I saw her in the mirror
With all the faith and anger
She is still a bitter after all the answers
But she is still alive
I see her in the mirror

Reviews

[Marie]

An amazing write of seeing all the devastation which one has gone through and barely recognising themselves in the mirror. A very emotive and poignant write, well penned and expressed. It takes time to come to terms and grips with events in our lives, dear poetess. I admire the lady in the mirror, her strength, her tenacity, all she has suffered etc. She will heal and her faith will be restored. I have no doubt about that! She is a woman and only a woman could fight as she has and still be standing afterwards, bless her. Lovely work, dear Berenongur. A privilege to read and thank you for sharing it...

[Beren]

It is difficult to accept that you do not know yourself anymore, and the best way to try to know yourself is to write, thank you for being supportive in this process. I too need the support of that woman in the mirror and poetry provides this. Your interest is very important

[Everett Dulin]

my favorite of yours so far, sometimes the fight will misplace itself. sometimes we lose ourselves in the process, but deep down it's still there. waiting for when you need it most.

[Beren]

Thank you, your comments always means a lot to me. I needed that. Hope you doing well!!

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

the mirror is a powerful work of art. each time we look into it we see something different. and it really depends on what we are feeling on the inside that determines our experience of standing before it. i have my mother's eyes, i know, but it's not her i see. just her son, her wayward son who never failed to disappoint her. the title of this work is 'welcome back.' but the greeks knew there was no such thing as homecoming - one never crosses the same river twice. and this work is a powerful statement to that effect - we change, the world changes, and for what we have lost there is a lingering feeling of guilt, sadness, and yes, anger too. things i have felt for many years now. things that have become who i am.

[Beren]

Your comment reminded me of the song “Family Line” from Conan Gray.
“Scattered 'cross my family line
I'm so good at telling lies
That came from my mother's side
Told a million to survive
Scattered 'cross my family line
God, I have my father's eyes
But my sister's when I cry
I can run, but I can't hide
From my family line”

I hope you are doing better I think you are such a powerful person and have such a strong awareness of yourself. I am glad you are here.
Thank you for your reading, and paying attention to comment!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

We are forever reinventing ourselves and all change comes from within it's important to note. We can't ever, even once, change someone else. But we can leave old natures, customs, habits and choices behind as we grow and change. People can change. We just can't change others. And if the image in the mirror isn't the one you'd like to see, it's your choice and prerogative to make whatever changes you see fit. Your analyst can't advise you. Because, if he's wise, he probably doesn't like everything he sees there either. Interesting write. F.

[Beren]

People are constantly changing, but sometimes when we realize that the person we have become was the person weused to fear to become, we can't defend against it. Sometimes you just become a bad person and you know it. And that leads to a terrifying process of realization and acceptance, which is what I felt when I wrote this. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Oh, no. Making mistakes doesn't make us bad people. It just makes us human. But the only difference between success and failure is letting those mistakes define us. As long as we have breath we have hope. And as long as we have hope, there's a chance and as long as there's a chance there's a possibility of success.

[Beren]

I just wrote to someone else that I don't believe in the concept of good and bad people, that we can only do good and bad things and that doesn't define us. But then I read this and realized that I defined myself as a bad person in my first mistake. It was a terrible realization. It's so hard to be good to yourself, isn't it?
You're right, that only makes me human. And there's always hope.
I recently wrote something about a few mistakes I made and was going to share it, I'd like to hear your thoughts when I publish it.

Your hope and kindness gave me faith.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

That's the greatest compliment anyone has ever paid me. Thank you and bless you.

[red93]

Very interesting content and format, and I like the haunting quality of this Piece. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Beren]

thank you so much for making time to read and review have the best day

[A.H.]

Self reflection and motivation to be what you want to be. there's always you in you that can be transcend the times to be what you be beyond more. I like the deep thoughts here and the way you exhort the thought that person is not lost but is still there very much alive. Thanks for sharing this wonderful write. best wishes, Abhi.

[Beren]

thank you, i was actually forgot that poem and now you reminded me again and it is the best timing for me to read it again

[A.H.]

very welcome. have a great week ahead.

[Arundass TP]

Beautifully written poem. Loved it

[Beren]

Thank you so much. You are matter