Man Within The Mirror

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Man Within The Mirror

A stranger lives within the mirror;
An unbearable past echoes through his eyes,
Screams of misfortune never wither away,
Like the undying threads of life;
Abysmal suffering of animosity never fades,
Although the words live in silence,
As the men in their graves.

A stranger lives within the mirror;

An undermined heart weeps in agony;
Dying blood coursing through his veins,
Like an ambient angel of death,
Bearing his lifeline in his hands,
Death engulfs his grinning soul,
As the black plague back then.

A stranger lives within the mirror;

An unrestrained expression on his face;
Waterfalls of tears overload his emotion,
Like the blinding, historic flood ages ago;
The vacant man, depressed beyond words,
And living within his own asylum,
As the abandoned, worried, insane man.

A stranger lives within the mirror;

An uncontrollable burst of love for another,
But, within, the heart cannot deem itself,
Like the forsaken black swan;
His family absconds from him;
The adversity allured his aftermath,
As the ultimatum of Romeo.

A stranger lives within the mirror;

A unanimous lust of crime,
Craving the adrenaline rush of burglary,
Like selling his soul to Hell’s Motel;
A living nothing to mankind’s existence,
Exists within the man stealing everything,
As the robbers of the ancient pot of gold.

A stranger lives within the mirror;

An unbelievable thought, now haunting;
The restrained ember burning within these men,
Like the shining savoring soul, dancing blissfully,
Replicates the luminosity deep within my eyes;
The men branch off my journey through life,
As the branches of the old willow tree.

Shall I be of one that cannot be heard?

Shall I be of one that commits suicide?
Shall I be of one that suffers depression?
Shall I be of one that cannot love myself?
Shall I be of one that means nothing?
Shall I be of one that knows not of the future?
Shall I be the man within the mirror?

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ccslim commented on Man Within The Mirror

04-14-2011

I really like this! I felt like a sniper or hangman that has regrets! I have to give it a high score for I can't truly judge it's all around merits but I can say Wow! Nice write by my eyes!

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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