Mirror, mirror
Water
Clear
Face of fall
Reflected
Here
If
Each and
Every
One of us
Just
Refused to
Hate
Together
We’d transform
The world
Into
A better place
One
Where love and
Tolerance
Closely interlaced
In
Countering our
Ignoble side
The stronger case
Would make
Sometimes
I sleep
Like
A
Baby
Other nights
I’m
Tuned to
The
‘WORRY CHANNEL’
Hopefully
Cable TV
Won’t find out
And
Charge extra
Reflections
And
Shadows
Superimposed
Create an
Image
Surreally
Composed
Our precious words we lock away
Save them for a rainy day
Imprisoned in our minds they stay
Never see the light of day
Anxiously they pine away
Falling into disarray
Ideas once bright dimly glow
If only we could let them go
Across blank paper freely flow
Till new dawn the rooster crows
Weaving tales of wondrous lore
Shaking readers to the core
Alas, not yet, it’s far too soon
Maybe come next blue moon
Alone at last!
Where is everybody?
If
We are
Incapable of
Being
Good company
For
Ourselves
How
Can we
Hope to provide
True
Companionship
To
Others
Monochrome Monday
