THE SECRET OF MIRRORS

I remember the evolving memories
as I watched lovers as they fell
high from the twinkling galaxies
shooting down in a tumbling flight
an eye for an eye was their sight
losing conception of their sad creation
a tooth for a tooth
in a way they could not smile
to align their contorted faces
as pride baked them in the oven of its lust

Therefore they fell
into the waiting darkness below
as they wailed shaking the silence of the universe
while their hearts remained in a deadly silence
as they pounded one another
hitting with greatest passion felt
tearing one another to pieces

Soon they were caught in tangled webs
due to the painful thrust of fate
shocked and confused by the war in motion
in the night with no stars in the sky
only to tumble on the ground
becoming slivers which reflected their agony
agony that trembled of losing one another
but the weight of their stern unyielding egos
set their ground ablaze

The flames talked in tongues
their voices etched with uncontrollable worry
which consumed their inconsolable sadness
their bleakness of despair
from the painful wounds and scars they borne
a furious battle with destiny they had fought
which ended in a soothing silence as they walked
hand in hand in comforting peace
after realising they were meant to be

 With their pieces whole again
 the rainbow graces their dawn of understanding
as the morning of forgiveness awaits
with crown of love on their hearts
and halos of sainthood on their heads
after a night of selfish seeking
they know it is a secret not of this world
for mirrors have a secret way of reflecting themselves
knowing the fairest of all
after overcoming unfairness of all