Mirrors

This poem is slightly philosophical and romantic. It was written quite spontaneously.

Shatterred mirrors and broken minds,

solace in life,

is hard to find

 

like a mirror,

your mind reflects,

on future successes,

and past neglects

 

like dust or grime,

over time,

our fears build,

over love we pine

 

always searching,

but rarely found,

true love,

is so profound

 

like the shiny glass,

and solid frame,

of a mirror built,

in virtue's name

 

your soul it seeks,

to light the flame,

of truth and love,

you look above

 

at the sky so clear,

and you think again,

that seeking love,

is sometimes vein

 

when your mind wrestles,

with thoughts profane,

in life's cruel pattern,

is there any shame?

Reviews

[Everchanging Disaster]

Wow...I mean wow. This is very deep-I love the concept...the rhyme scheme is so simple but seems so intricate coupled with your word choice, and more over I absolutely love your metaphors-they are perhaps one of my favorite weapons in the poets arsenal...BRAVO!
Another truly classic write!
Always a pleasure!

[Jenny Nelson]

I really like this. It's all great, but the first and last stanza's in particular are truly hard-hitting. Definitely thought-provoking.

[Marie Harrison]

I love the last stanza of this poem. Deep thoughts of love.

[Dianah]

A wonderful spontaneous poem to get the cogs turning. Very thought provoking.

'like a mirror,
your mind reflects,
on future successes,
and past neglects'

Love those lines.

[Siv]

Fluid and dancing. Lovely play on words. The first stanza WOW! So true.

[Hayame]

Beautifully written.

[T]

I love this poem, Julian! Wonderfully written. hugs

[Sarah]

Nice use of rhyme & carrying the mirror metaphor throughout the poem. (= I particularly enjoyed the verse, "like the shiny glass, / and solid frame, / of a mirror built, / in virtue's name" Catchy, deep, beautiful. Nice job. :)

[ATG]

This was a great poem. Very well thought out and very well written. I enjoyed reading it. Keep up the good work.

[Lorrie]

Wow...very thought inspiring and very well done.

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Using mirrors as a metaphor into one's heart and mind, is very well chosen. Dust, dirt and grime, tend to build up on mirrors, if they are not cared for, just as the heart and mind. I sense that the narrator is hopeful to find love, but then again, wrestles with him/herself as whether or not it truly exists at all . . .

"when your mind wrestles,
with thoughts profane,
in life's cruel pattern,
is there any shame?"

The only change I suggest is changing the word "vein" to "vain", but maybe you have it spelt this way for a reason. Overall, a deep, insightful poem that packs a powerful message.

Brava!