Mirrors

More old haikus...

Light bouncing about,

Inside, outside, in between.

Mirrors are magic.

Reviews

[Tomislav Petricevic]

This kinda reminds me of those times when we feel so depressed that we start asking ourselves what are we exactly doing with our lives. Like our soul is ripped apart to smaller pieces which reflect the pointless things we do every day. And that light just bounces around, leaving the soul every time we start thinking we've gotten better...
Awesome poem, I might have fully missed the point of it, but it still made me think a lot! And I'm super- inspired now! Good write!