Mirror Poems
#mirror
Poems about mirrors and self reflection. Mirror poems, confronting what you see and feel when you look in the mirror. Here you'll find poems which use the humble mirror to explore concepts of vanity, identity, beauty, body image and self hatred.
PAR
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 11:09pm
17th Apr 2024 11:09pm
Gunpowder
A season in hell
does not enable anyone
for that dream vacation
in Paradise...
Non-appreciators
forgive me, but
my Vodka, when
is not in circulation
in my organism
it's very quiet
in the freezer...
Drugs for what?
The truth is so harsh
in the morning, as much as
it was before falling asleep.
does not enable anyone
for that dream vacation
in Paradise...
Non-appreciators
forgive me, but
my Vodka, when
is not in circulation
in my organism
it's very quiet
in the freezer...
Drugs for what?
The truth is so harsh
in the morning, as much as
it was before falling asleep.
#alcohol
#honesty
#mirror
#myself
#philosophical
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 8:30pm
16th Apr 2024 8:30pm
The Looking Glass
I walk a familiar hall, to a claustrophobic velvet room
There she hangs upon a nail, and nothing else
The space is dark, but blurred outlines escape
She must hold bookshelves of memories
And pictures of the past
This antique looking glass
I dare not ask for a previous snapshot of myself.
.. I told her not to
Can’t you see her standing there?
A jailed little girl separated by nothing but a fragile frame
I don’t know her name
But I seem to mimic her
Or is she mimicking me?
A border of reality and reminiscence...
There she hangs upon a nail, and nothing else
The space is dark, but blurred outlines escape
She must hold bookshelves of memories
And pictures of the past
This antique looking glass
I dare not ask for a previous snapshot of myself.
.. I told her not to
Can’t you see her standing there?
A jailed little girl separated by nothing but a fragile frame
I don’t know her name
But I seem to mimic her
Or is she mimicking me?
A border of reality and reminiscence...
#childhood
#mirror
#SelfReflection
#denial
#NaPoWriMo2024
40 reads
2 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 11:02pm
13th Apr 2024 11:02pm
REFLECTION (mid 1990's, Galveston Island, Texas)
look broadly at the big mirror
see the big picture reflected there
do you see and feel only darkness and fear
or do you feel and see love
joy hope beauty and wonder
looking back out at you instead
quick
look around
and behind the big mirror again
do you still see love
at some point the big mirror will break
shattering into a thousand other
individually reflective pieces
where you will still see and be left
with only yourself and the big picture
in your mind and quickened senses
and hopefully love
joy hope...
see the big picture reflected there
do you see and feel only darkness and fear
or do you feel and see love
joy hope beauty and wonder
looking back out at you instead
quick
look around
and behind the big mirror again
do you still see love
at some point the big mirror will break
shattering into a thousand other
individually reflective pieces
where you will still see and be left
with only yourself and the big picture
in your mind and quickened senses
and hopefully love
joy hope...
#spiritual
#mirror
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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PAR
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 3:14pm
11th Apr 2024 3:14pm
Seconds away
I woke up with the feeling
of centipedes walking over me
I concluded that it was you, my love...
so I didn't open my eyes
I've let the slow shiver take over me
and it made me forget where fingers begin
or where the skin ends
that was you, my love, I concluded...
I think I fell asleep again
because I don't remember seeing you leave
I just remember you leaving
my skin missing you...
of centipedes walking over me
I concluded that it was you, my love...
so I didn't open my eyes
I've let the slow shiver take over me
and it made me forget where fingers begin
or where the skin ends
that was you, my love, I concluded...
I think I fell asleep again
because I don't remember seeing you leave
I just remember you leaving
my skin missing you...
#husband
#men
#mirror
#lover
#sensual
68 reads
6 Comments
scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 11:54am
28th Mar 2024 11:54am
mirrors
pull me in, hallucination
I see you vividly in my dreams
much more than just imagination
you give me life, you make me weep
longing, I reach for nothing tangible
sorrowed lullabies swirl around my mind
I believe I know much more than planned
you're ruined like me
you are nothing and everything
the epitome of my desire
slip through the mirror with me
the ocean is not the deepest water
there's a grave in me and I think you know
that love is not the safest harbor
I believe you know much more than planned ...
I see you vividly in my dreams
much more than just imagination
you give me life, you make me weep
longing, I reach for nothing tangible
sorrowed lullabies swirl around my mind
I believe I know much more than planned
you're ruined like me
you are nothing and everything
the epitome of my desire
slip through the mirror with me
the ocean is not the deepest water
there's a grave in me and I think you know
that love is not the safest harbor
I believe you know much more than planned ...
#depression
#dark
#mirror
#misunderstood
#vulnerability
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PAR
Poem Published
15th Mar 2024 4:38pm
15th Mar 2024 4:38pm
nothing is all we need
Nothing is the silence between the words,
the empty space between the verses,
the absence of meaning and form.
The echo of a lost sigh.
Nothing is the grain of sand on the beach...
The dewdrop on the green leaf.
The breath of the wind that dissipates.
The vacant gaze on the distant horizon.
Nothing at all, it's the vacuum of infinity,
the void that fills the universe,
the absence of meaning and purpose.
The abyss between being and non-being.
But, perhaps, in this nothing, nothing, nothing at all, ...
the empty space between the verses,
the absence of meaning and form.
The echo of a lost sigh.
Nothing is the grain of sand on the beach...
The dewdrop on the green leaf.
The breath of the wind that dissipates.
The vacant gaze on the distant horizon.
Nothing at all, it's the vacuum of infinity,
the void that fills the universe,
the absence of meaning and purpose.
The abyss between being and non-being.
But, perhaps, in this nothing, nothing, nothing at all, ...
#anxiety
#strength
#mirror
#art
#emptiness
67 reads
11 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 6:21pm
13th Mar 2024 6:21pm
Hike alongside the crab
In the whispering shallows,
where the waves kiss the shore,
small crabs emerge
from sandy burrows,
their new world, shells shining,
legs prepared for adventure,
walk sideways,
an ancient rhythmic dance.
Their pincers,
like miniature swords,
exercised with grace,
as they cross the beach,
a procession of side steps,
each leg a compass needle,
pointing to the horizon,
In search of hidden secrets
under sun-kissed grains.
The sand yields
for their determined march,
a...
where the waves kiss the shore,
small crabs emerge
from sandy burrows,
their new world, shells shining,
legs prepared for adventure,
walk sideways,
an ancient rhythmic dance.
Their pincers,
like miniature swords,
exercised with grace,
as they cross the beach,
a procession of side steps,
each leg a compass needle,
pointing to the horizon,
In search of hidden secrets
under sun-kissed grains.
The sand yields
for their determined march,
a...
#animals
#beach
#nature
#mirror
#WritingPoetry
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2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 5:02pm
13th Mar 2024 5:02pm
A Kiss at the Circus of Horrors
Two men, painted in oil on canvas
are under the striped canvas.
Amidst the crowd of curious eyes
in the circus of horrors
where normality is challenged.
Their lips touch, soft and bold,
like a secret shared in the shadows,
they challenge conventions, break chains.
While watched with fascination and buzz.
Simple natural men, their bodies sculpted
they bow towards each other, like flowers in the sun.
Expressions of joy and pleasure on faces
as if the outside world faded away
and only love remained.
The...
are under the striped canvas.
Amidst the crowd of curious eyes
in the circus of horrors
where normality is challenged.
Their lips touch, soft and bold,
like a secret shared in the shadows,
they challenge conventions, break chains.
While watched with fascination and buzz.
Simple natural men, their bodies sculpted
they bow towards each other, like flowers in the sun.
Expressions of joy and pleasure on faces
as if the outside world faded away
and only love remained.
The...
#love
#men
#mirror
#LifeChangingMoment
#passion
36 reads
1 Comment
adagio
Poem Published
11th Mar 2024 3:49pm
11th Mar 2024 3:49pm
My Mind's Hernia
In my words the human soul
no pretense to my mind's hernia
unraveling darkness that lingers
like threads as I surrender
to the teeth on my pillow
and a penny for the old fool
waiting for my pound of flesh
deboning my misery
kicking seance beneath the table...
no pretense to my mind's hernia
no pretense to my mind's hernia
unraveling darkness that lingers
like threads as I surrender
to the teeth on my pillow
and a penny for the old fool
waiting for my pound of flesh
deboning my misery
kicking seance beneath the table...
no pretense to my mind's hernia
#dark
#mirror
#monsters
188 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
4th Mar 2024 1:41pm
4th Mar 2024 1:41pm
from Hand to Mouth
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#mirror
#bisexual
279 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
1st Mar 2024 11:06am
1st Mar 2024 11:06am
What is the theme that fills the poem with style?
Market shopping list:
heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
heat
sky
blue
crossroads
a song at sunset with tranquility of light
not even storms or headaches can make me forget you!
Come live in my cloud
It's sunny and rainy there at the same time, and the weather doesn't change there...
let's see autumn reborn and start its journey of color
the words in the cloud do not change.
they accumulate, they accumulate, the words in my cloud are infinite: (freedom) (fantasy) (transformation) (crossroads)
... (!) a dawn empty of courage, fear, loneliness, a...
#loneliness
#clouds
#spiritual
#mirror
#PowerOfWords
73 reads
4 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
28th Feb 2024 11:05am
28th Feb 2024 11:05am
She's Pretending To Be A Playmate
Linda
made herself
strip down,
lay her naked bod
on the bed and look
at the mirror like
posing
for Playboy
and Hugh.
made herself
strip down,
lay her naked bod
on the bed and look
at the mirror like
posing
for Playboy
and Hugh.
#home
#mirror
#fiction
#art
#sensual
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