The man in the mirror

I woke up one day

and looked at a

mirror,

And this is what I see:

"A man,filled with

coal in his soul,

Eyes so dark,

They turn a Medusa

to stone,

Expression so dull,

They put a zombie to shame."

I went to bed,

I said:

"What lies beneath my soul?

Causing such madness?

Bringing me down."

I woke up the next day

and heard a voice saying:

"A man is what he

feels he is."

I looked in the mirror

again,

And this is what I saw:

"A man,filled with

jewels in his heart,

Full of aspiring dreams,

Eyes so bright,

They shine like diamonds,

A smile so sweet,

It melts a frozen heart,

And a face so happy,

It brings joy to anyone

who sees it."

By,sxj6

Numero Uno

As I walk,

On the fields green,

On the sidewalk grey,

I asked,

"Who is my numero uno?"

I have the answer,

But it wasn't the answer

I expected,

It wasn't the Lord,

It was something else,

The bell has rung,

The sirens sounded,

It's time to arise from

this sleeping death,

And soar the skies,

To stand firm,

Like a house,

Built on a rock,

With the Lord my God,

My numero uno.

by,sxj6

The Man in the Garden

I saw a man in the garden,

He had fairness of the skin

and attitude,

Immortalizing trees,

With the touch of the button,

Strumming the strings of his guitar,

Singing to the flowers,

I saw the flowers,

Dancing with the wind,

And the man,

Watching every move it makes,

I wonder until today,

Who is that man

that I saw in the garden?

by,sxj6

The Wind

One cold Sunday morning,

A sharp ,piercing wind greeted

me,

It cut through my body like

a double edged sword,

One hot,Monday midday,

A dry,warm wind came

to me,

It reminded me of reality

like a slap,

One cool, Tuesday afternoon,

A gentle breeze visited me,

Giving me comfort and cooling

my hot head and heart,

The wind,

How would life be

without it.....

by,sxj6