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

[Ameashi]

a very good poem. and a great pic that's suits it and it's meaning :) it's very emotional and has a sense of longing for answers though out.

[Memnoch]

I like this J ! And we all have spent our time looking in that same mirror. Great write and love the photo. You know who forgives all? It will get better. Thanks for sharring.
Kelley Frost

[Bubo]

Wonderful sad words, as years pass we become wiser and ask more questions ..............
the picture reflects you, your thoughts,

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?

beautifully put...........inner thoughts of us all ;)

[Michey Sharp]

This is so completely beautiful and very reflective ;). I adore each and every line of this and I think it is now my new favorite...you have such a wonderful way of finding the perfect words to express yourself!!!