Seneal the first time I saw you the only words I could say was hello.
I couldnt even approach you when you were alone.
I greeted you only twice but I am saddened I wont see you again.
Telling you how I feel is impossible like climbing the worlds highest mountain.
The image of her beauty is burnt into my mind.
The sound of your sweet voice still echoes in my mind.
Her hearts beautiful scenery.
A beautiful mystery.
Those words that told you what my heart meant was stuck in my throat.
This is what I wrote.
From my heart a poem.
I did the impossible and wrote you a poem.
©M.P.Jacobs

I walked up to the mirror and didnt recognise my own reflection.
I got angry and filled with rage I struck the mirror so hard that I see a bloodstained reflection.
Unlike narcissus I hate my reflection.
I walked up to another mirror this time my reflection shattered the mirror.
I washed off my face and struck the water because I saw a reflection of a monster.
I threw a chair at the biggest mirror and saw it breaking.
Like beauty and the beast all my mirrors has been broken.
7 years bad luck I dont care its better than seeing this monsters face for 12 years.
I had to put a cloth around my face and put on a thick jacket just to hide this monsters face for another few years.
You dont even have a clue.
That the feeling of compassion has destroyed you. One of us has to go either you or me.
You have failed and you have failed miserably.
©M.P.Jacobs