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Tuesday 20 March 2018

My mirror

Isn't this bliss
Isn't this heaven
Isn't this the place
I so longed to dwell

I see me in your eyes,
My narcissus's pool
You in a mirror,
My mirror you.

It's just a dream
I assure myself
This isn't real
This isn't true.

Or just a whim,
Aye My fantasies
How weirdest
Can I ever be

What if I ever
wake up from slumber
Dream goes pop
this beautiful dream.

Will it be a landmine
Will it be my last?
Will I ever regret
This blast from my past?

Did you have a past?
Will this ever last?
Here she goes again,
as I struggle in vain.

Sunshine Dew

This is breaking me
Or just grounding me
Something wrong or
Is something due
So volatile and momentary
Like sunshine dew.

I am going out so far,
I am scared of myself,
This stranger inside
Is this the real one?
Feels like there is more
to me than I ever thought.

The she inside me
surprises, shocks and
sends shudders down me
And now does it strike
It isn't you anymore
But she who scares me.

Her shameless laugh,
Her sly and coy smile,
Unlike me but still me,
Where was she hiding?
Will she disappear
Or will she devour?