Poem By Symone Raven

I’m looking at myself in the mirror.
Asking myself after all the hard works I have done,
what does this stranger want from me? !
I don’t know am I staring at him or he is staring at me?
I don’t want to believe what I see.
I close my eyes for a secont.
I’m asking myself if there is anyway I can take this mask off.
I start shaking my hand.
My hand tells me everything I had to know.
They point me in the mirror and telling me that it's you in the mirror,
not anyone else.
After all these days, I've been walking in the stories with loneliness in every secont.
I can tell from my face that there is nothing left in me.
Mirror is trying to tell me I am the one who wanted to catch the sun with my hands.
But now the darkness of nights is my place and I am dying silently in it.
I broke the mirror so it won’t talk about my past and dreams again.
But mirror breaks into thousand pieces, but there is still my picture in every broken piece.
Pictures are telling me with funny faces, cut the hope from the sky.
There is no difference in your days; they all smell the same old desire.

Comments about Mirror

There is no comment submitted by members.

Rating Card

5 out of 5
0 total ratings

Other poems of RAVEN

You'Re An Angel

You're an angel that nobody can see,
Still, an angel is what you are to me.

The Wizard

February the 1st.

There's a story told of a wizard
Who, for money, would cast a spell,

He Calls To Me

He calls to me across the miles
Night winds carry his whispers
They float on the breeze and through my windows
Falling gently upon my ears

Something About You...

I don't know how to explain it,
If only you could truly see,
How much I really care for you,
How much you mean to me.


lazy days
lonely nights
looking for a lonely star
who'd keep me company

One Wish

If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,