Every time when you look in the mirror
Deflection of the strive of your life gets clearer
Reflection is all that you see?
Tell me, do you even recognise thee?
Do you see a dungeon made of flesh and bones
Mortalised in the fortress made of stones ?
Where you have been forsaken by your soul
Along side a conscience left with a hole
Do you see that In search of fortune,
You are lost in the vacuum of the opportune ?
Like the rain in june, like a song in its tune
Like a desert in its dunes
A life like fumes, fades away like a perfume
Do you see a collage of shattered dreams
The remnant of all your perfect schemes
Gleaming in reality's streams ?
Do you see those eyes immersed in a well of despair
With a black abyss all around fortifying its lair ?
Its so black that even darkness is afraid to reign
Yet there is enough light for the fire to sustain
As they keep staring into nothingness with disdain
Day by day observing the mundane
Do you see a stranger shaped by society in clay
Who is hollow ?
Or do you see a ghostly reflection, in dismay
Staring back at you in sorrow ?
Horror in its eyes that have gone blind
Witnessing the slaying of innocence that fell behind
Do you see that you can wash the filth off your skin
But can never cleanse your conscience etched full its of sins?
When the chances of redemption are paper thin
Do you see that in the game of shadow and sunshine
You both are played by time?
And as a sign of loosing
You both get spots of aging
Your spots starts to leave a permanent mark
As you wash those marks off your counterpart
Do you see the monster that you foster
Under the façade of humanoid imposter?
Every time you stare at yourself in close up
While trying to put on the mask of make up
Its just the same old looking glass
Showing us our stained class
A silver screen of our endless farce
Its the master of deception since the inception
controlling the world's perception
A portal to our lives living in another dimension
The sight beyond that silver line is vile
But only you can make it worthwhile
By creating something beautiful and new
From the residue
And you deserve to see it all through
Cause in the end its still 'YOU'
- Author: Man With No Name ( Offline)
- Published: May 5th, 2023 09:17
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 4
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