Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Let's start from the very top top

The tinted hair
You see
Is just to cover
and
to conceal
The truth behind it all
Alas, color fades

Staring at the grays
I gasped!
I must do something fast!
God forbid!
The world should see
What lies hidden
beneath..
These fake bright hues
What shame it would be
to exhibit
My true true colors

Oh,
My eyes are okay
They didn't shrivel much
Except
Those youthful sparkle
never quite returned
Just
don't look people
in the eye
They would never catch on

This nose
Instinctive
Intimidating
Let's not talk about it

Moving on..

The
sagging cheeks
The droopy rims of my mouth
Yes
They are a dead giveaway
The lack of smiles
Ah
Where can you hide
Those pain
Those tears

And
Of course
not to leave out
This double chin

From looking down
Too much
Too often
Perhaps?

To pen down
my thoughts
Into some
measly verses
All in the hopes
Of turning
my wounds
Into wisdom
Perhaps?

Choices

There comes a time in your life when you arrive at a crossroad. In this moment you must carefully choose your path. Will you fight to stay on the road knowing too well that this happiness is only momentary and will eventually lead to more heartaches and condemnation? And will you be able to live with the stigma that could be attached to you for life? If you opt for a more honorable road would what you have forsaken be worth all the sacrifices?

Gazing far along the trail and visualizing remotely even a single meek road towards happiness--however fleeting it may be--which path would you choose--the more noble one which is a surefire for a lifetime of misery or a somewhat unethical road that promises some brief emotional satiation?

Success : The Final Frontier???

Each of us brings something different to the table. Some lives are meant to be enriched by loving parents, and others are meant to suffer with them. Some are born to be successful at everything they touch, others are born to be the best parent a child could ever have. We can not expect everyone to be a notable businessman. Nor can we expect that all parents can fulfill the desires of their children.

We need to be able to discern and recognize the diverse roles of the various people in our lives. They all have their place in this world and in our lives. Good people need not be wealthy people. The individual at the top of the ladder need not be the bad ones. Judging a person by their monetary success and fame is faulty. Some men are distinguished humanitarians. Others are just assholes.

It is crucial that we enlighten ourselves with these facts of life. We should not assume that a remarkable person must also be lucrative. Should we really appraise an individual according to his abundance? Or is his noble character sufficient for reckoning?

These are burdensome elements to reflect upon. We have been brought up to esteem financial achievement as the ultimate attainment. Are we willing to substitute our bed of roses with commonplace existence?