Mirror

Regrets, conflicts, defects
From the mirror life reflects
Images of what was
Shadows of what wasn’t
Reminder of what can be
Fate plays on fleeting reels
Surreal spectres, unreal dreams

Spectre

Did the strings break
Or the melody die out
Were they so complex
The words and the sounds?
Composing emotions
Did you fall into the trap
Of raking up memories
Kept under a wrap?
Now here’s a whimper
There a mad laughter
Grief from the past
Rises in dark spectre!

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