I look in the glass;
that reflects my image.
My thought turns back a page,
and my age stares me in my face.
Each line on my forehead has
has a story of my life to tell.
Every wrinkle in my face has
a time for me to tell.
The hours I search my memory to tax.
The minutes I find my mind to torture.
And the seconds I see my days to number.
AA 30 November 1972
Mirror is a great reflector. It not only reflects light but once conflicting emotions with equal force.
Many a times i as well stand and ask myself as to why the once shining eyes are now dull??
Ak
Shifa no need to be apologetic. Your observations are well founded.
When one reaches a certain stage in life; and is content with lifes trials and tribulation vanity is of no significance.
Thank you for the red rose present.
Amatul thank you for your encouraging comments and what a supeb expression you coined , "Experience thou are priceless treasure in the form of wrinkles and greys."
One out of the Bard of Stratford's book.
Appreciate the gift of the red rose, too.
An incisive, honest, and (pardon my pun but dare I say), reflective read. Enjoyed reading this profound piece of poetry!
Amatul Wadud
Wed 29th Jul 2020 12:11
Mirror is but a reflection of our feelings. Feelings need to be monitored while looking at the mirror.
Experience thou art priceless treasures in the form of wrinkles and greys.
Well expressed I must say. Cheers to life.
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Abdul Ahmad
Sat 8th Aug 2020 16:29
Anmolpreet Kaur
One needs a degree in Philosophy to answer you searching question_
Why the once shining eyes are now dull?
Thank you for the encouraging like.