The Man in The Mirror

I stand there

Looking at the mirror

The man taunts me

Taunts me with eyes

That pierce my soul

 

Who are you, what have you become?

I have no answer…

I stand there

Naked against the truth

That beckons me

 

Yet, he stares deeply

Into my soul

Waiting…waiting for words

Still I have no answers

For whom I am, What I have become?

 

I hang my head

In shame, I am lost

Despair wraps around me

Its cloak of blackness

I feel no hope…all is gone

 

With courage and hope

I raise my head

Still I have no answers

For the eyes that look back

At what I have become

 

The answers will come

When? I don’t know…

Somehow, somewhere…I suppose

When least expected...maybe

Or perhaps, time...after all is said...who knows?

Reviews

[closed account]

Another great poem from you,, I am really enjoying my journey on your page!! great job,, the man in the mirror is a *Poet*

SD

[Tamiviolet]

fascinating piece. wonderfully creative.

"despair wraps around me"
"for the eyes that look back
at what i have become"...powerful lines.

conclusion so very real.

great work, love.
tamiviolet

[Darryl Salach]

I like the honesty in your words....it's a good read!!

[Kevin Connolly]

This is a silkily written poem as usual, J. Michael.
I think it needs a punch line, or a tag line - something to build up to. Nothing seems to happen, except you looking in the mirror and questioning your life. That's not a criticism, it's just... well, the way I would do it; but I'm no expert.

[Gandré]

Hello Michael, what a honest poetry! The 2nd stanza is my favorite. Yes, such a question is extremely honest! I am glad you wrote this, also for me!

Nicely done!

[* Mourning Starr *]

If this about you, I understand what you are feeling on a whole other level, I have never served in a war and I have never seen death up close in its most gruesome form I have never put my life in someone elses hands or held thiers in mine, But I know the feeling of looking in the mirror and wondering who is the person looking back at me condeming me, I have felt that shame, seems I don't know who that person is with my face, a person I have become through no fault of my own but I must learn to live with just the same...Wonderfully written

[Brian C. Noell]

I liked this poem, but I thought the ending was a bit of a letdown. It starts strong...

I stand there
Looking at the mirror
The man taunts me
Taunts me with eyes
That pierce my soul

But the last verse just doesn't seem to have the same intensity.

Its good though...and I still enjoyed it.

[Erotic Goddess]

I loved this. The words are so true and the emotion so heartfelt. I loved the images you created and the rhythm of the piece.

One thing threw me off though. These two lines so close together seemed to contradict each other and maybe it is just me, but if threw me off for a second!

I feel no hope�all is gone

With courage and hope

[J. Hampton]

J. ~
This is a really important piece for me..... as a woman.We often wonder does a man....view himself beyond...his physical self ?
I see men.....even my closest friends as ...satisfied only by physical manifestation.
The picture ...I love . It flows along with your words.
Does a man seek an inner answer ......inward accountability.
I like the idea of a man in introspection.....truly ...seeking & expecting an answer !!!!
((( Love this line )))
"I have no answer�
I stand there
Naked against the truth "
That beckons me

Nice scribe ~

Blessssssssssssssss

[Krystal Waters]

Hello Michael, I really loved the imagery through out your poem. You spelled out so well the feelings so deep inside, taking them out to look at yourself. Our conscience is the one that tells us who and what we are. Retrospect and taking life seriously can sometimes find answers.
Very nice poem


Krystal