FAIR IS THE ENIGMA OF THE MIRROR
STARE IN MY REFLECTION AS A HERO
BARE YOU LAY, LAD WITH A PILLOW
DARE TO SEE THE TRICK FROM THE MIRROR
YOUTH, WHY CHASE YOUR SHADOW
LOOK, ITS SECRET S BEHIND YOUR ELBOW
BROOK CANT DRY, WHY MUCH ADO
CROOKS SHADOWS ARE, UNLIKE RAINBOW
GREYHAIR TRANSVERSE THE ESPLANDE WITH STARE AT THE SEA
GREYHAIR WONDERS AT THE IMAGE IN THE SEA
GREYHAIR DISCOVERS THE MAN IN THE SEA
GREYHAIR REMEMBERS THE LAD IN THE MIRROR AND DOUBT THE SEA
GREYHAIR LONGS FOR THE HERO IN THE MIRROR GONE FOREVER AT THE SEA
GREYHAIR COULD NOT DISCOVER THE POWER OF THE MIRROR, THE SHADOW AND THE SEA.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Chidubem. An interesting piece. I believe we often see what we want to see in the mirror. well done Regards Dave T.