Oh, square glass that I see through
What will it take to comfort you?
A pale reflection stares back intensely
For showing me, I thank you immensely
Another sight through your wide eyed view
Everything seems normal to you
Can't see around you, only through
You open up and vanish into pale blue
Closing you return and say nothing
Your perspective the same as always
I wait for you to offer something
But then you break and we part ways
Window now defaced
Your glass must be replaced
Yet even with your glass anew
Still your perspective shows the pale blue
YOU ARE READING
roogymirror's Poems: Vol. I
PoetryNew poems added monthly. Subject, type, rhythm, rhyme, and length of the poems will change according to what I want to write in a given month. Current number of poems: 33 When I get to 60 poems, this will be considered a complete collection and subs...
