Poem III: The Mirror Forsake

A mystical mirror that reveals not magic or illusion — but one’s deepest, often unspoken, desire. This poem explores how true longing can remain hidden, until revealed by reflection. Sometimes,.......

A mirror in the heart of fire �"
Come, behold your heart’s desire.
Step forth and gaze with steady breath �"
For many have come to glimpse… and left.

Whoever comes, leaves ere seven,
Their lives transformed �" like heaven.
No magic shown, no secret seen,
Just a mirror �" plain and clean.

A cardboard sign, a title worn,
A simple thing �" so oft forsworn.
Yet when you stand and truly stare,
You’ll find more than your image there.

For what reflects is not just face �"
But longing, truth, the soul’s embrace.
The deepest wish, salvation’s fire �"
Unseen 'til sparked by God’s desire.

Not stone, nor glass, nor earthly art �"
But what resides within your heart.
Like fire, like self �" so pure, so dire �"
The mirror in the heart of fire.

Author's Note

This poem reflects on desire, and how often what we seek most is hidden even from ourselves — until mirrored back by life or fate. It plays with the idea of seeing one’s deepest longing in a simple reflection. I’d love your thoughts on how clearly the metaphor comes across and the emotional tone. Feedback welcome!

Reviews

[Broken.buddy]

The idea of a mystical mirror that reveals our deepest desires is really interesting. I like how it's not some flashy, magical thing, but rather a simple, worn-out mirror that still holds profound significance.

The line "Whoever comes, leaves ere seven" suggests that having a glimpse of our true desire can be a transformative experience. And yet, it's not some grand, showy moment - it's just a quiet realization that can change our lives.
thank you for sharing

[S€H@J]

Thankyou sir,
Due regards