Pond of Reflection
When hurt or lost, we must find our true selves
The mirrored pond of true reflection
Casts not its gaze on me
For there within, there’s no perfection
Of which mine eyes can see
Upon each ripple, go taken glances
My eyes, they searched for sure
But lost to waves, were life’s romances
A heart that once was pure
She danced with me, gazed in my eyes
She told me it would last
I found the truth, to my surprise
That love would die out fast
There, in my face as age persists
The lines, my brow’s now worn
My looks had changed, she could resist
As from my heart, love’s torn
So, on to this pond, I stare again
My eyes, alone, look back
I see her love was just pretend
As now, the pond turns black
Christie Moses about 1 month ago
Aw :( this makes my heart hurt MIcheal. You do have quite a way of drawing in the reader and making them feel the pain. XX
Michael Degenh... replied about 1 month ago
I never want to inflict pain but understanding is another subject altogether. Thank you Christie, you do this writer’s ego a lot of good LOL
JaneSolomon about 1 month ago
So sad, it makes my heart ache and what you write in the side bar is so true. Much love and healing to you. xx
Michael Degenh... replied about 1 month ago
Thank you so much, however this isn’t me presently, but had been at one time. Michael
Rhenastarr about 1 month ago
Your writing is so achingly real. It touches the reader’s heart with the lines of sadness.
Michael Degenh... replied 27 days ago
Again sorry for the late response, thank you for your comments on this sad piece. Michael