u/MathematicianOne7423

I have 0 experience in the world of poetry, I‘ve never read poetry either, so please destroy me with feedback!

„Oh how her face reflects in my head,

as if Narcissus himself probed my thoughts.

Using my mind as if it were a clear pond.

How selfish of Narcissus to exploit this temporary clearness.

But oh, does the piercing rain destroy everything,

and how beautifully the lukewarm wind blows everything away.

Yet her reflection sleeps another day,

and so patiently does Narcissus wait to intrude once more.

I‘m sure of it,

If I‘m able to keep the storm alive,

I‘ll survive another day aswell“