I hate nights... I understand the poem

I am just learning how to use this post. Thanks for the laugh.. Heart I will take a look

Thanks everyone for the kindness

Sweet surrender it sounds, the pleasant bliss of lust, passion and the moment. It sure sounded nice.

For every action there is a reaction ... even in the sadness of lifes sorrows- its very nicely expressed. Beautiful..

I enjoyed your poem and appreciate the symbolism to life. Thank you for sharing.

I search in the mirror a pair of hazel green eyes.
I believe I see truth that was in the hurt, and not in the lies.
There she is but does the sparkling joy belong.
Certainly this look could be decribe a right that didn't go wrong.

Deeper I look, closer I move to the mirror I come.
To the elegance of facing the one that I have become.
Closer, and closer I can stare, no shame, no problems, I am sure.
The green sprinkles of brown is all the more allure.

Where are the tears, and the feelings that belong to my heart.
They have dried up, they have grown up, they have a new start.
Is that my eyes in the mirror, in the reflection of my view.
Closer I come, till the coldness and my breath meet to become a dew.

Your eyes and self connecting can be expressed everyday.
Everytime you awake you can come close to your souls true say.
The eyes in the mirror express what moment you are in.
Live your life so that each day your eyes are where you want to begin.

Nice description of dream weaving. Nice job trustingfate.

Hi,

I am new and wanted to just say Hi. Looking forward to reading your post and commenting on topics. I love philosophy, talking and writing. I am single and 40 and love the outdoors.