Mirror Poem by Anand Brown

I drag my body to appear before your revealing throne,
With down turned eyes.
I scrape together what is left of my courage to
Face the truth and it is too much to bear.

I conjure up false hope to bath my soul with,
If only for a moment.
Yet I am barren inside and a glimmer of hope is
Like a drizzle in the desert.

This is my earthly attire and it embodies shame
And I sigh at the thought of a long life.
Genie grant me just one wish.
Fill me up!
Reflect a black lie for me dear mirror,
A picture of beauty I beg,
I plead!