Dark Mirror Poem by Ofentse Mercy Hajane

Tied upside down the world
I gave a smile unto my invisible reflection
Tie tied fastened
My chocking smog of death
My mirror of darkness has shown me the future
Bleak it seemed
It painted a gloom of bleeding heart
Bitten by demons, yet warm with love
My skin shines like unto crystals
Beauty my capturing essence of life
Ghosts come not close to it
For yet I would try to muse at my reflection on my dark mirror

My goblet filled with red paint (the paint of life)
My carnivorous instinct pulled me into a craze,
an abyss of relentless hunt.
Your sweet smell calls out to me,
Your blood fancies itself my nourishment

But still a reflection I have not on my dark mirror
I would when dusk hatch from its slumber
Merry-make under the bare dim sky.
Broken by buttons of light
They assured me not to give a gaze
Upon my dark mirror again


But the odds I would dare
If souls of the darkness scare me not
Why would a mirror do?
But yet again I would see not my reflection
How can I,
When it is as dark as the night.
My dark mirror once more,
Showed me not my reflection.

BY O.M Hajane