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Poetry competition CLOSED 12th December 2017 7:05pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
POETIC MIRROR SELFIE
Looking Glass:
A portrait of myself;
I stand and gaze into the glass.
Deep inside my reflected eyes
lie visions of the past.
Clearly, time has changed me.
Irrefutable is a moments proof.
Of conscience and both physically
reflects the time and how they grew.
The black mirror of abyss which gazes deep inside.
Casting back and joining color with flaws I tried to hide.
I peer inside myself, and myself peers inside of me.
The figure on the other side...
Is that who I want to be?
The reflecting pain is over.
Blood drips upon the floor.
The looking glass lies in fragments to reflect,
never more.
A portrait of myself;
I stand and gaze into the glass.
Deep inside my reflected eyes
lie visions of the past.
Clearly, time has changed me.
Irrefutable is a moments proof.
Of conscience and both physically
reflects the time and how they grew.
The black mirror of abyss which gazes deep inside.
Casting back and joining color with flaws I tried to hide.
I peer inside myself, and myself peers inside of me.
The figure on the other side...
Is that who I want to be?
The reflecting pain is over.
Blood drips upon the floor.
The looking glass lies in fragments to reflect,
never more.
Anonymous
Anonymous
See me World
Young and old defines my soul
Black and bold my history shows
Its like you already know me just not my name
Such is fates twisted little game, but I still choose to put my heart on display
Sign sealed delivered, weeks later returns to sender
Thought I would set the world on fire,
But you can’t even see my smoke signals
I’m just another one of America’s hidden figures
Still scared of my deepest fear, of my greatness beyond measure
My real fear is to show you my dominance and you not accept my prominence
For you to reject it, neglect it, totally disrespect it
So I make time to write simple lines that may rhyme but often
My style is no style, untraditional, unrehearsed, unorthodox since birth
I’m just asking to be received; I’m just wanting to be believed
See me world as I see me
Imperfect…but with the potential to be
Black and bold my history shows
Its like you already know me just not my name
Such is fates twisted little game, but I still choose to put my heart on display
Sign sealed delivered, weeks later returns to sender
Thought I would set the world on fire,
But you can’t even see my smoke signals
I’m just another one of America’s hidden figures
Still scared of my deepest fear, of my greatness beyond measure
My real fear is to show you my dominance and you not accept my prominence
For you to reject it, neglect it, totally disrespect it
So I make time to write simple lines that may rhyme but often
My style is no style, untraditional, unrehearsed, unorthodox since birth
I’m just asking to be received; I’m just wanting to be believed
See me world as I see me
Imperfect…but with the potential to be
Written by FreeLove87
(SamuraiEde)
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