I gaze upon the mirror of my heart
and see a tumult in a vast morass
What manner of lie does it fain impart
I don't believe the image in the glass
Belief or not, the light of truth digs deep
in the most painful and rich veins of gold
Our secret of secrets lay in this keep
So study the reflection and behold
the self without the guile you may desire
Facades of drama that create a shroud
to hide the human joy we need so dire
Our suits of doom fit like an oath avowed
It's just there now, view solace long forgot
Redemption waits, but hasten, time will not
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Author:
George (My real name) (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 17th, 2017 09:51
- Comment from author about the poem: I have been to this mine and came back edified (more or less).
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Comments1
Well written and expressed
As ever thank you Tony I appreciate your stopping by always. And thank you for the kind words. I rewrote the last five lines of the piece because I wasn't happy with the horse analogy.
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