Reflection

Face staring back at me
You are familiar
Yet I do not know you

Trace the lines on the glass with my fingertip
Peering closer
Who is this?

Inner youth, lively and bold
Somewhere a separation
What was one has become two

Silent cries echoing through my mind
I am trapped in this shell!
And time is tick, tick, ticking away..

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

You, too? Cursed mirrors! Actually, I have to admit that I'm getting a lot more clues than just my reflection that I might be getting a bit....ugh...old. Inside, we're still young, and maybe that's the most important part.

[Rogue]

Now if the body would only slow down and let the mind catch up. I'm sure one day I'll be ready to be a real grownup.. Maybe. :D
Thank you, Sam. :)

[Sami Khalil]

Silent cries echoing through my mind
I am trapped in this shell! .
Very poetic. My faves in this well written poem.
Keep on penning.

[Rogue]

Thank you. Your words are very kind here.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. My pleasure.

[lee von cleef]

That is why here it is not legal to let snails play around mirrors.

[Sam Gregory]

Powerful, u descrbe the thoughts that ageing causes well :)

[Rogue]

Thank you. :)
I think it is a place everyone reaches sooner or later. The reflection of what's seen on the outside no longer mirrors the person within.

[Sam Gregory]

Very true

[sithlordjp]

Ouch... This is so poignant my friend... I totally can identify with your powerful words. Yes, even when we feel that no time has pass at all, this vessel often says otherwise...

I could almost here the clock at the end, getting louder. Again, congratulations on streching your writer's wings in new and surprising avenues... Suits you well.

[Rogue]

Thank you, JP. :)

[sithlordjp]

you are welcome!

[KurKota]

This to me, is a very poignant ode to the aging process..... who is that in the mirror. Not the person I feel inside, as there I feel more as I did in my youth. I like the way you use the mirror of current you to the different person within you. Very clever !
Time just keeps ticking away on the exterior, but keeps still on the inside. Nice write.

[Rogue]

Thank you, kind Sir. You understood this perfectly. :)