I seek for peace
Only you can give
Forever I'll seek forgiveness
As I walk the lonely seas

I'm the one who's lost
And I'm the one who seek
Empty my soul, fill my mind
My being is at void

Peace is now just a dream
Dreaming without any sleep
Restless as I am
I must find who I am

For ten months, I've been hunt
Of the nightmares of the past
I don't know how long I will last
'Cause now I'm on the verge of dying

The light that shines upon you brings me hope.
With this hope I'll continue living, living but will remain dead.
But with you this empty vessel will be filled with its soul.
Then I shall rest in peace.

Faces of mirror,
Reflecting ideas of hollow by
Facing each other
Projecting the rays of concepts that claim
To be for a better world
The rays collide, conflicts abide
Concealed intentions are to divulge
And trainers of such thoughts to indulge

No purpose does regard our well-being
Masters of the art of demonocracy
Are here to labor us all
And we will have to serve them all

"Caressed by the tongue of the serpent,
They'll birch us with the whip of blind hatred
We'll be longing for our long gone past
The time when our fathers cared
For people, not their nations.
As we exhale for the very last time
The foul air in our lungs."

The provocation of the real of the void
Opening the gate
To the domain of the Faceless,
Voids who crave fulfillment in their desolation.
The coming tyrants of this world
Of segregated herds of sheep.

To be a virtuous man one should have clean intention
Because every intentions comes back with its award
Faces and eyes declare fake or true intention to mention
What one has by time and what is just totally time barred

Blessed are the ones whose hearts are like clean mirrors
Their eyes no ***** greed hence they perform good deeds
They smilingly go to gallows they cheerfully face altars
Time takes its roll and help their seeds to respected creeds

Let me share one advice make your hallmark good intentions
Time will remember you and will take you to edge of eternity
You will be contented in this world and most happy in heavens
Being so virtuous with piety and with their style being pretty

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

being in the darkness
that I was,
being isolated
inside these four walls,
left with only a mirror.
I kept looking
but saw nothing,
I kept searching,
but found nothing.
until I met you,
until your eyes coruscated,
iluminating my heart
the brightness was imense,
exilirating.
In years of darkness
my eyes werent used
to such light,
such beauty.
In the mirror
for the first time,
I saw my self,
in my self
I saw you,
in you
I saw love,
in your love
I saw my self,
in my self
I saw that love
existed within me,
within me
a part of you existed
and forever will.

Always knew I was light.
Constantly running from prisms

thought I contained the spectrum
if I held on to everything.

Trying to shine new in the old light
till comparison shorted the whole thing.

All my past encounters now a mirror
each gathered around me.

You'd think I would see the truth. But
I'm only left wondering:

how I surrounded myself with so many
and why they are all strangers.

Refracted into forks till I was just going in circles.
Avoiding the breakdown ends there anyways

The universe holds the spectrum and prism
that wishes you to diffuse as a ray.

Know the rhythm of your wavelength,
the universe catches up with all of us.

the lens you chose to wear
            to judge me unfairly
            doesn't define me, it
only mirrors what lives inside you

In our reflections
Time moves backwards and
Words become jumbled. 

In our reflections
We see what others see
But not really.

The thing about reflections 
Is they only give us a glimpse
Into who we really are.

The "man in the mirror"
Is not really who I am.
In fact, I would argue

That looking at that man 
Can bring false pride
And disappointment.

I once heard of a book called,
"No Mirrors in My Nana's House."
I can see why.

Mirrors do not reflect
Who we really are, so
Why get trapped in the glass?

Looking in the mirror
for imperfections
the wild hair,
a stray eye,
destiny's inheritance.
We lean in
to magnify the flaws.

When the real mirror
is coming to lunch,
ringing up our groceries,
delivering our mail,
returning home.

Alone....... we go out
in search of the mirror.
We  never stop looking.
we  never give up
our quest
for our love.

I am a swimmer
In a river of windows.

It gets on your skin,
In your pores
In your nose,
Makes you wrinkled
And misconfigured

I am a swimmer
In a river of windows

You Can drown if you're
Not
Careful,
Keep your head
Above the glass.
The longer you stay
The harder it is to keep going
Keep breathing.

I am a swimmer
In a river of glass,

I dive in
When I'm just walking
Down a street.

Even if I've never been
Able to stay afloat very long,
For mirrors
Are all whirlpools.