Reflection

Reflection

A Poem by Pikachu
"

Realization

"

The waters reflection,

is blurred by the splashing rain.

 

The mirror image, now so different

 

The night sky is illuminated by stars

so distant yet they watch over

like our guardians

 

Wondering...

 

"Why am I here?'

 

The memories of the past are forever

scarred in my mind

 

Yet...

 

Why is it my heart that is in agony?

 

But...

 

I feel nothing

 

Numbness...

 

My shirt is soaked now

 

I look up once more

 

No cloud in the sky...

 

I wiped my face careful of the hilt in my chest...

 

One last breath...

One moment...

 

Then I willfully fall back into my fate

Into my distorted reflection

© 2010 Pikachu


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I can appreciate the immagery in this piece. The flow for me was choppy, but that's not a bad thing in this case; it gave it a raw feel which I rather enjoy. One point of contructive criticism: the line, "The memories of the past is forever..." should possibly be "The memories of the past are forever..."

Cheers - Nikkie

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This is a lovely poem. I think I would like to hear it read aloud. When I was reading it, I could imagine it being read in a darkened room lit only by candles, with the rain falling gently outside. It put me in another place. Good job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


"Then I willfully fall back into my fate into my distorted reflection" This reminds me of taking a plunge with our eyes wide open accepting our fate. Looking into our reflection distorted or not can show us something with in us. Water is mystical and healing. I really enjoyed this write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I enjoyed the imagery as well as the content in here. well done...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful play on words, One who gazes into his or
her reflection be it on water or mirror casting self
doubt, lost and pondering. Great write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very good. I liked how it was knida raw. I don't know if you see what I'm trying to say...maybe I'm using the wrong word. You were able to mix simplicity and depth equally and perfectly and that's great. It's also very hard for me to do so I really give you props for that.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Another excellent work, I will definately be back to read more. Good work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Whoa dude! This is sweet! I like it, especially the last piece where the person accepts their fate, I can just imagine it.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I can appreciate the immagery in this piece. The flow for me was choppy, but that's not a bad thing in this case; it gave it a raw feel which I rather enjoy. One point of contructive criticism: the line, "The memories of the past is forever..." should possibly be "The memories of the past are forever..."

Cheers - Nikkie

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"The night sky is illuminated by stars

so distant yet they watch over

like our guardians

Wondering..."

(Always wonderful imagism my friend}

"Then I willfully fall back into my fate
Into my distorted reflection"

...Awesome poem...

james:-)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Pikachu

Pozzorubbio, Pangasinan, Philippines



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