Hallway of Mirrors

rutherfranc on Aug 27, 2009

Tags: fragile, friendship, hallway, love, mirrors, passion, scissors, shattered

Impossible relationships…

Our passion is like a reflecting hallway of mirrors

One we would like to walk into, one of many endeavors

But the infinite pathway we can see is not really there

The way is present but the trip is impossible to bear…

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Our friendship is like the mysterious hallway of mirrors

It shows a perfect symmetry, not any room for errors

Yet the point of destination is an unreachable one

Really tempting the mind and heart to ask “Why can’t it be done?”…

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Our obsession is like the shrinking hallway of mirrors

Yielding as the ribbons made to cut by a pair of scissors

Yet it will adjust it’s angles when one reflector is moved

Shows the same flexibility, all aligning to improve…

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Our love is like the brittle and fragile hallway of mirrors

Afterall, all affairs are not without it’s pending terrors

And just as we are about to decide nothing else mattered

A small pebble of mistrust dropped and the illussion shattered…

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Vikram Chhabra on Aug 27, 2009
Wow! I actually felt these words describe the impossible relationships of my life. Very well done Ruther!! Great words and images using the mirror concept!
Melody SJAL on Aug 27, 2009
Wow, an amazing kaleidoscope of words. Brilliant, piece.
maranatha on Aug 28, 2009
Excellent flow and use of imagery. Beautiful and sad.
Dee Gold on Aug 28, 2009
humahataw ang tula mo,rf.
Kate Smedley on Aug 28, 2009
Lovely use of imagery and the reiteration of ‘hallway of mirrors’ made this a powerful and beautiful poem, quite haunting too.
miraj on Aug 28, 2009
oh ruth,

that is so heart-breaking,but you also have the power to play with the reader’s emotions,that make every of your poem so touching.Great work.
nobert soloria bermosa on Aug 28, 2009
a beautiful poem,SUd bro
cardy on Aug 28, 2009
Just beautiful !
Daisy Peasblossom on Aug 28, 2009
Well done.
xoxo on Aug 28, 2009
Relationships are like mirrors. They should be pampered and handled with care. Great choice of words. Love it!
xoxo on Aug 28, 2009
SUd
Paul Roberts on Aug 28, 2009
Your back! Good job here ,leaving one to identify with the poem, drawn in and released. Friend, fan, smile
Joni Keith on Aug 28, 2009
Hi rf. Remember me? I went missing for a while but I’m finding my way home. I’m trying to catch up on some of my friends posts before I get too busy writing, and of course, you were at the top of my list of must reads. I’ve got to say, you didn’t disappoint me.

This is an incredible poem. I’ve missed your writing.

Joni
Fegger on Aug 28, 2009
What a fantastic final verse too–great work, Rut.
seashell66 on Aug 29, 2009
I like how you caputure time…and just as we are about to decide nothing else mattered…a small pebble of mistrust…

ah that small pebble at that wrong instant.

Made me shiver.
K Kristie on Aug 30, 2009
Ang ganda, kuya; na carried away ako. =D
deep blue on Aug 30, 2009
Well written poem. Love is a matter of trust indeed, without which everything would turn out purely material.
hfj on Sep 9, 2009
Beautiful poem friend. I liked how you referred friendships and relationships with reflective mirrors, and how delicate they both are in reference to each other. Seems like we travel the same path over and over during our lifetimes, and what we learn from each path makes us who we are. Lovers or Losers!!!!!!!! Well done friend.
CutestPrincess on Sep 16, 2009
a beautiful masterpiece…
Teves on Nov 13, 2009
Well done…
V rank on Dec 14, 2009
I think there are certain things in life which we have to think if we could work on… The message of this poem is so mind-bugging that tempts me to read it over and over again.. I like it…

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