THE BOY IN THE MIRROR ( DAY 19 )

 

THE  BOY IN THE MIRROR ( DAY 19 )

When I look into the mirror

I see a glowing face like a

blazing fire with perched

smiles of a wingless soul.

I see a boy, a doppelganger

of myself, trying to fight with his

within might to overcome the demons

that dwell in his holy heart's temple.

His eyes is as white as a snowflake

with a heart; so heavy like a mountain

& his lips of are of a broken earthquake;

trying to overshadow is sweet sorrow.

He tried to walk out from the shell

that shelters his soul to experience

the coldness in the mouth of blissful

breezes that fly within his ambience.

Alas! He wished to be as better as 

the one appears in the mirror with a

beaming face like a lone whale star

in the face of a moonless black sky

But here he is, lonely like a sitting moon

on the face of his calm sorrow; wishing to

fly higher into the windstorm-free of life, in

search of his lost peacock with rainbow feathers.

~ Abdulrauf Olajide O. M.

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