A bird, a black bird

A bird that is despised and feared by others

Seen as evil and Menacing to the eye

A bird no one admires, that no one sees the kindness passed its darkness

A bird, a white bird

A bird that is loved and cared for

Seen as beautiful and graceful

A bird everyone admires, no matter even if it shows it’s evil passed it brightness

What did the crow do to become despised?

Its color, its features, or is it become its seen as ugly

Or because it’s seen as vicious to the eye

When otherwise it’s a bird that has a heart and only wants to be loved and cherished like the dove

Why is the dove so loved?

Why is the dove seen as kinder as the crow?

A dove’s heart can be blacker than its feathers

We protect the dove only because it brings beauty to the world and even though it may look ugly on the inside

A crow, A dove

Black and white two opposite colors

Much like Ying and Yang, they bring balance to each other

But instead the crow cries in sorrow and envy and the dove laughs as its worshipped

The mirror,

The glass window that points out everything in its view-

The wrinkles, the stretch marks, cellulite, freckles, acne scars, the most beautiful pair of eyes,

The imperfections and the perfections that we fail to see

The qualities that we fail to realize unless we have a digital camera in front of our faces

But we use the mirror to strike a pose and share our bodies with the world,

The mirror points out everything especially at our most vulnerable moments

But again, when was the last time we looked at a mirror and appreciated it for showing us our true selves

We can like what we see in the mirror because the mirror doesn’t hesitate to show us what it likes about us too

The reflection of light and love when we need an ounce of reassurance or a little confidence booster

The one that’s always there when we’re practicing for a big presentation the next day or trying to adjust our hair and our bow ties for a special occasion,

The one that’s there when we say damn I look good,

The mirror says damn right you do!

Yet they’re the ones that get punched and shattered for revealing who we are and the hate they get when we don’t appreciate our truth

Oh how id love to put those pieces back together with a hug

If mirrors could talk I’d say

Mirror mirror on the wall,

You are the fairest of them all <3

The sun goes back home

Back to its raging domain

Shadowy mind state

Light does not reach this dark space

This space that I call my own