When I Look in the Mirror

Accidental Poet



Like a tornado spins around

I feel my life a mess

Not what I intended

This I must confess

 

All I wanted

Was to love sincere

To be everlasting

And not disappear

 

No one knows how many tears

A heart can cry

Till you look back on your life

Without answers of why

 

When tomorrow comes

It’ll soon turn into yesterday

Leaving me to wonder

What happened to today

 

The dreams that live forever

And the dreams that fade away

The ones that never give up on me

Why they haunt me still today

 

When I look in the mirror

Who stares back at me?

The man I am

Or who I wanted to be

 

Copyright © Accidental Poet 2023

  • Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 26th, 2023 01:39
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 14
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Comments5

  • Goldfinch60

    When I look in the mirror I see my father many times.

    Andy

    • Accidental Poet

      Thanks Andy. I see my dad too sometimes wondering what he might be trying to tell me.

    • Mottakeenur Rehman

      The poem is a moving reflection on life's uncertainties, emotional turmoil, and the importance of self-reflection. The use of metaphors, imagery, and universal themes makes the poem relatable and thought-provoking.

      • Accidental Poet

        Thanks M. I'm seldom so gloomy, but this morning these words just dropped in on me unexpectedly.

      • orchidee

        A fine write AP.

        • Accidental Poet

          Thanks Orchi. We never really know just who's in that mirror. 😏

        • Neville


          I can relate to every single word my friend ..

          • Accidental Poet

            Maybe we could call it Baby Boomeritus? 😏

            • Neville



              sounds like a plan πŸ™‚

            • L. B. Mek

              so poignant, so relatable
              wonderfully written, a great read
              dear Poet
              'When tomorrow comes
              It’ll soon turn into yesterday
              Leaving me to wonder
              What happened to today

              The dreams that live forever
              And the dreams that fade away'



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