The Mirror

What I see is a reflection of what the universe has wrought,
Amidst the stardust and the starlight an image of space,
Dark and cold, voiceless and void,
Tempered with time the vanity has dimmed,
The excellence gone,
A window to the soul or a window to the seasons of life,
The pane holds the tears which roll as a winter’s rain,
Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the fairest one of all?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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December 20, 2017 at 3:55 PM
Hi Thomas, You have penned such a deep and thought provoking write. I instantly thought of the song "Man In The Mirror" by Michael Jackson . You last line caused me think about "Snow White". I agree, we do see ourselves and the world differently as we age. It was my pleasure to read such a write:-) Alexis
Calvin Avatar
October 17, 2017 at 4:02 AM
GREAT WORK
Hsi Avatar
December 27, 2017 at 4:14 PM
Thank you Eldah. I've been busy with short stories, but I'd like to read your work in the future.
Gist Avatar
October 4, 2017 at 5:20 PM
Nice imagery.
Hsi Avatar
December 27, 2017 at 4:13 PM
Thanks Hamilton. I've been a little remiss at reading the poetry of others, as I've been busy with other things. But I plan to read your work in the future.
Bocsa Avatar
September 4, 2017 at 10:51 AM
Your kind verses is like a friendly hand sharing from personal experience and finding ”common recollections” or feeling of the world. Best regards.
Hsi Avatar
September 10, 2017 at 10:09 PM
Thank you. Personal experience and "common recollections" you are so correct. Time just keeps marching on.
Hardison Avatar
September 3, 2017 at 8:56 PM
Like dynamic reaching's of The Mirror. beautifully said. Peace, Love an Joy
Hsi Avatar
September 10, 2017 at 10:07 PM
Thank you John for reading my poem. Afraid to say, but I've really aged since my youth.
Williams Avatar
August 1, 2017 at 5:41 AM
A deep poem to ponder on Thomas. what has Mankind wrought on the Universe though? Btw, Congrats on getting PM membership, Does that mean we will be able to hear some of your wonderful lyrics set to music?
Williams Avatar
August 2, 2017 at 1:57 AM
Weapons of Mass Destruction, exactly!! Mother Nature takes and takes. I'm actually writing one now where Mother Nature has had enough. Shall see if I can put it on next week...Maria
Hsi Avatar
August 1, 2017 at 6:09 AM
Thank you for reading my poem and leaving a kind comment. What has Mankind wrought on the Universe? Well, deep space probes, explorations to Mars to name a few. On the Earth---a taming of the elements with weapons of mass destruction.
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July 20, 2017 at 5:01 AM
the poem made me think of a person - who is looking a there self age and try to see the wiser person and not the time going by
Hsi Avatar
July 20, 2017 at 11:07 AM
Thanks for stopping by and reading my poem. 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s, it seems that when you age you think differently.
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