wrinkles
and a few strands of grey
floating shadow
seeking its way
black eyes lock
in placid turbulence
a struggle it reflects
amid imbecile imbalance
smiles, and fits of rage
stories hidden in whispering cage
tears tell tales of gallows
myths busted, hearts swallowed
truth and deception scurries across the ledge
beware friends, this mirror is one hard hitting stage
This poem is shared with Imaginary Garden - Mirror, Mirror.
Ah.. it can be so hard to face the mirrors... sometimes it's better not to look...
ReplyDeleteYes, they may reveal what we want to hide :-)
DeleteI like the personification of that last line: beware friends, this mirror is one hard hitting stage ~
ReplyDeletePerhaps best to stay away from those kinds of mirrors or people ~ Thanks for linking up with Real Toads ~
Happy weekend ~
Thank You Grace :-)
DeleteI'm thinking of "Mirror, Mirror on the wall." It's so hard having to face reality. Nice post, Amrit. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Balqis :-)
Deletetruth and deception
ReplyDeletethat is a perfect description of a mirror
we see oft what we want
or is it what we dont want..
smiles.
Yes ... mirror can show us either, depending on what we want to see, or what we don't :-)
DeleteMirror, Mirror on the wall. You are my favourite liar, after all. :D
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed reading this.
Ha ha ... thanks Enigma :-)
DeleteI loved that line " stories hidden in whispering cage " .....amazingly written :)
ReplyDeleteWell I am big fan of your flash fictions and crispy poems that are short yet thought provoking . Would like to gift you with the Sunshine Award ....hope you accept it :)
http://drsushreedash.blogspot.in/2014/04/here-comes-my-first-blog-award.html
Wow ... thank you so much :-)
DeletePowerful and well written.
ReplyDeleteThanks McGuffy :-)
DeletePowerful and amazing :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe last line reminded me of the peom 'Mirror' by Sylvia Plath.
Thank You :-)
Delete"stories hidden in whispering cage"… what a unique way to describe ourselves…
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