Mirror To Your Soul
The only way I would know how you feel
Shadows hiding in darkness, the mirror to your soul
It is here, buried deeply, that the mystery conceals,
There is only one way for me to ever really know
Exactly what it is, that you really think or feel.
***
There is the darkness, reflections of your pain
It is in your eyes that I see the tales of gloom,
There are mysteries deep within your soul
Other impressions or maybe tales of doom.
***
Then again they always sparkle when you are playful
With cheeky mischief and surprise they will gleam,
At other times they will seem soft and faraway
As you get lost in your fantasy or dreams.
***
I wish to wander within their layers of depth
And take a long stroll throughout your mind,
To know of feelings such as worry or doubt
And I often wonder, at all that I would find.
***
While there I would take a peak within your past
See some of the sweet memories that linger on,
Discover the childish pranks and boyhood dreams
When life seemed perfect, nothing could go wrong.
***
I wonder if I asked, that within your loving soul
You could possibly find a special place for me,
A place where, during troubling or sad times
To where your thoughts would automatically flee.
***
Sadly I stay quiet, as I could never tell you my wish
You would unfairly judge me and call me a fool,
You see I know you don’t believe in weakness
And you detest it when emotions try to rule.
***
I’ll have to accept that you’ll never tell me how you feel
Understand that your wishes and dreams I’ll never find,
There is, for certain, only one way I could ever know
If I was to wander, through the mirrors of your mind.
******************************************************
If you liked my writing, please click on the small heart underneath, near my name. Or send me a tip and let me know you enjoyed it.
****
Please click the link below my name to read more of my work. I would also like to thank you for taking the time to read this today and for all your support.
If you enjoy this piece, you may enjoy this one too.
Originally posted on Medium
About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Expert insights and opinions
Arguments were carefully researched and presented
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Comments (1)
This was amazing!