With  my  rhymes  I  take  a  journey  through  the  human  mind.And  find  that  the  reflection  is  one  of  a  kind.A  reflection  caught  in  time.
It’s too  late  to  catch  up  once  your  own  reflection  has  left  you  behind.When  the  soul  speaks  even  the  reflection  in  the  mirror  weeps.A  reflection  that  keeps.
A  reflection  that  sleeps.
I  got  the  lyrical  mind  set  that’s  why  my  rhymes  are  deep.
Reflection  is  like  a  book  with  blank  pages. 
A  picture  of  a  man  with  a  thousand  faces.
The  reflection  has  no  secrets.
Your  reflection  the  antagonist.
Your  reflection  the  realist.
The  reflection  is  different  when  I  look  in  the  mirror.Main  Blade  the  mask  the  monster,
Seeing  his  reflection  shatters  mirrors.
The  dreams  turned  to  nightmares.
The  reflection  is  a  skilled  story  teller.
The  reflection  is  bipolar.
Like  narcissus  who  saw  his  own  reflection  and  drowned.
A  reflection  unnoticed.
A  reflection  tainted.
A  reflection  unexplored.
The  reflection  of  a  man  deep  in  thought.
Like  looking  through  the  mirror  through  an  iron  mask.
An  impossible  task.
The  reflection  is  vast,  I  can’t  dwell  on  the  past.
Trust  decays  like  rust

I sent millions of letters and poems hoping everytime she was my soulmate.
I ran after her just so she could disappear
Forever.
Left my whole life for you only to find you dont feel the same.
I constantly dream about loving you and holding you, only to wake up then you are gone.
I searched for my soulmate in a cold vast world.
I cried a fountain full of tears for her.
I found you and we said we are going to spend our lives together.
Only to find out it was all a lie.
I will never find you, because i only see you in my dreams.
I looked for you everywhere, but i never found you.
I threw a rose in a pond for you.
When i loved you the most guess what you didn't exist.
I opened my heart to love only to be disappointed.
I had so much love to give but it left me empty.
I looked at every girl, wrote poems for some of them only to find out they weren't my soulmate.
I cut down a forest of trees to forget about the pain they caused me.
I gave up on finding you my soulmate but i never stopped loving you.

You slammed the door in my face.
When i was down you kicked me.
Rejected all my letters.
When my heart was broken, you stepped on the pieces.
You left me out in the cold waiting for you.
When it rained you left my tears running.
When i wanted to do everything for you,
No you wonder why i don't love anymore.

Her hearts grandeur.
When I wrote this poem I didn’t know what was in store.
A plaque against the wall reads beware.
Her heart is a place untouched.
A long abandoned corridor which leads to places untouched.

It’s something she must confront.
Her hearts beauty is unmatched.
Her heart is entrancing.
An alarm goes off if you are found trespassing.
Her heart is still filled somber memories.

Nature’s bizarre masterpiece –
The valley of desolation that has been untouched for centuries.
They had to build a huge dam to keep all her teardrops.
Hurt her and its like opening Pandora’s Box.
All her memories kept in a safety deposit box.

Make her cry and you won’t get a warning of the attack.
I hope she gives positive feedback.
I can’t expect her to write back.
She has the name of someone and something
Tattooed on her arm and a dragon on her back.

She is like a princess.
Her poem is priceless.
Beautiful flowers blooming.
A rose kept in a glass casing.

The bees start stinging.
All those who are caught staring.
There’s a thousand words to say.
Her beauty leads the way.

No matter what they say.
She couldn’t have imagined.
That her poem would be created.
On her beauty’s terms.

After all,
Hanging on a brick wall
A mirror confirms
That she is the fairest of them all.

If you don’t recognize her beauty.
You will be attacked by something spooky.
Even though we haven’t been talking.
I pray that she will enjoy reading.