I look at my reflection,
In the mirror
What do I see?
I see
A body with no soul,
I see
Eyes with no hope
I see
Shoulders that have given up
My reflection says it all,
Searching for creativity with
Impotent mind,
Doing things as if I am blind
Trying to innovate,
Something one of its kind
I look at my reflection,
In the mirror
What I don’t see,
I don’t see,
Will to change,
I don’t see
Passion to give more
I don’t see,
Energy to explore
My reflection is talking to me,
It says,
I am no one, lost for identity.
My reflection is laughing at me,
It questions,
Is this real me?
A good write with alot of view of lack of self esteme, but sometimes, we all need to look at ourselves in the mirror, dont like what we see, change it, and move on... Very to the point with good charactor lines. Bonnie
hi fahim, i read your poem i hope you will not feel like this for too long, come out of this phase of life and know you can do it all and change even the world if you are willing, just try once and see for your self. take care
Thanks for my comment. You keep up the good work, also.
Dear Fahim, we all are empty souls... don't worry, in that emptiness we can shower words may be it's called poetry
probably your best, when we really have to look inside ourselves we don't need a mirror.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a fine write here, , , simple and thoughtful, , , , ,