I look in the mirror
Wonder, who is she
What does she see
When looking back at me
Something familiar
An actress in life’s cast
The damsel that didn’t last
Plagued by villains past
Yet fractures she seems
Her eyes with a dead look
Like some withered creature from a book
Empty spaces where life took
What through the cracks
Is there trying to show
A glimmer of hope attempting to glow
Hope, such a stranger, will she know
The pout of her lips
Will curve again in time
Her heart will beat with rhythm and rhyme
The earth will open to show the sublime
This blank stare of hers
Will be gone from her eyes
If she looks beyond their judging lies
Allows her true spirit to swell and rise
Then she’ll look in the mirror
And know for a fact
Her time has come for grace and tact
She’s now the star in her life’s second act
(4/19/14 5: 41pm)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice! I'm sure that mirror has something very nice to look at!