I am a woman, using a mirror everyday,
Like all of you, i'm seeing my reflection into it,
Even i am sad, happy, tired or bored,
What i'm seeing in my mirror it's my physical reality, my own truth.
I combed my hair and looked into my mirror,
I felt so delicate, unique and simple,
Having a smile on my face today,
My mirror will smile me back as feedback in same way.
I am a painter, i adore art,
In everything i'm painting it's life,
In each painting and spot of paint my brush does,
It's a history of great ideas my minds holds.
A painting is a gate to our inner side,
Through it vibrates the universe to our hearts,
A mirror will always show your face reflection to the world,
But art will show to eternity your soul.
Is this a poem about a painting or a painting about a poem.? Whatever it is quite beautiful. Your love for the poetical shows throuh all your work. Happy New Year. Michael.
What a coincident, i'm on writing process to write about same theme...I also like art, it has something that we can understand more about our-self. Just like you art makes me happy and to make something new is a beautiful adventure to enjoy..I understand what you have said here :) _Unwritten Soul
Wow! What an impressive, well penned and poignant write! Love it! Both, the mirror and your words give you away! It is a great pleasure to read and enjoy such a dynamic and thought provoking write! Keep it up my friend! 10+++ Love and Peace for always! ...
your poem itself is a painting done thorugh verses and this one is no exception. You are lucky, you have two talents to give vent to your feelings; when words miss you your brush will come to your rescue and if brush fail you verses will help you, as amply shown in the last two lines. keep it up. Narayanan.R
As a lover or art, I appreciate the thoughts you put into this poem. The mirror as the canvas reflexs the true being in all of us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very deep and touchin write..loved it.Hribhu