Reflection

It looks like me,

Moves like me,

But isn't me.

 

I move my right hand,

She moves her left.

We're opposite.

 

She'd my mirror image,

Everything I'm not she is.

Every thing I am she isn't.

 

But how do I know,

Maybe I'm her mirror image.

And maybe she's the one looking at her reflection.

Reviews

[Starrweaver]

Nice image...like it!

[LonelySoul]

The eyes are the windows to our soul,but a mirror tells us what others won't,the truth about ourselves...
nice work on this poem

[~angelalala~]

this is beautiful. i love it. flows smooth as silk. love the idea presented that when we look in the mirror, which one is the real us & which one is the reflection. well done.

[MIDNIGHT ROSE]

I think it is brilliant!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I think we all have more then one side too us just one is usually more dominate... really nicely done.

[dilettante1890]

playful but dark. I like it.

[Dana]

Now thats a simple topic of reflection and you have taken it and turned it around, into something special. Well done!

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Now that is clever! I like the way your good lines presented contrast and ended with giving the reader something to think about. Which of us is the true reflection? I suppose it depends on whom you ask at the mirror or in the mirror!

Sal