Mirror, Who Am I? And Other Poems

By Daniel C. Princewill

Mirror, Who am I?

I am- 
am I
who am I?


to the face of mirrors I stand looking for what I see and cannot see is it me or another what is this I need to know what is not what is there but I have seen  not is it not skin nothing inside a coffin space littered with cobwebs back to his face no my face mirror
who am I
who am I 
who am I-

to the ones I lost

i plant flowers on graves which hold memories wrapped like mummies so they will be grass, and evergreen& when I take a peek at the headstone to see, see as time has made each moment become pearls, bought by tears we used for pillows and the laughs that littered the air around us...

i plant flowers so I'd come back to your grave, so we can share one last pearl as the sun closes its eyes...

embalmed. dipped in oils whose scent blossoms tears. my past is soaked&a new dawn is seen on the horizon.

Rebirth

drop by drop we gather round & pull ourselves to form one,
 
but wind is there to say hello-
so we scatter like a shepherd's flock 

when a wolf's come to play the cello.

don't you know that we tried
to rise from the heat of the blaze you caused?

now all we do is stretch our bodies& 
pull so that one day we can be whole/

or that when we see the moon,
the bucket will be full once again.

Daniel C. Princewill is a creative writer and poet. His works have been published or pending in Spillwords, Write the World and Poetry Potion.

He is a third-year student studying Medicine at the University of Nigeria where he is based.
He loves to read and write poetry that is thought-evoking, too.