The Mirror's Replies
Poem By Mokey J.B.
Will this face ever learn to forgive the mirrors harsh replies?
And will these eyes come to realise that the mirror can tell lies?
Why is it when I turn away I can’t forget the mirrors rage?
Is it the image in my mind that keeps me in the mirrors cage?
How can I shatter the illusion and see what is really there?
For this constant craving for perfection is more than I can bare