Man of Glass (iii)


She – a delicate rose,
her petals easily
bruised.
Still, she was a rose
her essence
strong.
And though,
the man of glass
for a moment
left her stunned.
She even felt a little
shunned.
Gathering herself,
she raised her voice
an octave,
in anger
she spoke,
“Don’t speak
so brazenly boy.
You’re not a man yet
neither a boy.
You exist between
reality and the shadows.
You might be willing
to endure this pain.
For now,
you think you have
nothing to gain.
You stand here
an unmovable statue
unable to heal.”
Her hand slowly moved to
touch his face,
“you may not be weak,
but you don’t know of
what you speak.
I am the salvation,
which you claim
that you do not seek.”
She lifts her sooty lashes
mirrors his expression –
his crippled face.
Her arms lift to
reach his back,
they are now locked
in an intimiate embrace.
The end of this story
she left at the hands of
fate.

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What do you think fate has in store for them?

To read the rest of the story please click the following links

Part (i)              Part (ii)

 

Stranger in the Mirror


Do you ever feel

that you can’t recognize

the face you see

in the mirror?

Your mind wants to tell you,

it persists

that it’s you.

But you don’t believe it.

You never do.

You see the face of a stranger.

There is nothing

familiar or comforting

about the image that you see.

Sometimes when you blink

there is a tiny flicker of hope,

a little spark,

substantiating the belief,

that the stranger in the mirror,

the unknown face you see

is somebody you used to

be.

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Do you have trouble recognizing yourself in the mirror sometimes?

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Too Much

  “I am too much,

Much too much

For the likes of you

To handle.”

You have to know that sometimes people stay away from you not because they don’t like you but because of the exact opposite. They stay away because they like you too much. They can’t ignore you. They won’t, but they don’t approach you. Your energy or may be your love surpasses the capacity of feelings they are able and willing to sustain. So, forgive them for being cruel with your heart. Don’t let them take away your light and your will to fight for love that is true and without stain.

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Love Always,

Rose