Reflecion

mirror, mirror ...on the wall

As I gaze upon your polished face

Staring back with such dismay

Withered and worn at rapid pace

For the wages of sin you have had to pay

 

Glaring back in my direction

You share all of my flaws

Reciprocate my imperfections,

Suffer from my downfalls

 

You have seen me in times of peace

You have witnessed pain and tears

Forever present when I need release

Or an exit from my fears

 

As I cast my eyes upon you

I am introduced to a scared little boy

Also a man, yearning to be true

To the values he tries to employ

 

When I stare into your eyes

I see a lifetime of regret

Forcing a smile, just to disguise

Things you would rather forget

 

Often, when I look at you

In spite of good intentions

Motives I can see right through

For we are one, a reflective extension

 

The lines on your face

Are the tracks of fallen tears

The lines can often trace

Like a roadmap of your years

 

Once thought of you, unable to do good

Ill equipped with discern

Never doing what you should

Leaving all your bridges burned

 

I see you in a different light

With a unique disposition

Striving to win the fight

And live by good decisions

 

In front of you , I once stood

In a state of terror

Now I can appreciate the good

When I look into the mirror...

Reviews

[Jane Winters Rogers]

I really like this poem, as we age we go through so many changes and trials that test our
Will to survive in what can be a harsh and painful experience at times we must embrace
All the pain and all the love and end up loving the image in the mirror. Thank you !

[timthy]

Thank you so much Jane!

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

A very insightful reflection (did you like that) on the viewers perception. Great write.

[melissa]

This is a beautiful poem keep up the great work and keep sending me more to read i love reading them

[Awakened Rose]

I loved this poem. Reflections have been a big part of my writing lately so I can relate to this piece well. Great job! :)

[justjenn_2u]

Looking at yourself through the years of pain and mistakes is painful but I believe it takes strength and from it, we take our personal inventory and know that God is the one we should have and are now living for. After all, I can see He gave you strength to go through your memories and face them. Good piece. I thoroughly enjoyed.