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.
darkcloud68
Poem Published
19th Oct 2020 4:09pm
19th Oct 2020 4:09pm
By the candlelight
So by the candlelight, I sit alone near a mirror and stared, by the candle light I seen so many faces reflected there. One face with a glowing smile, one face darken and eyes filled with tears.
One vibrant with youth, one tired beaten down by the years. One sitting alone by the candle light waiting for his true love to appear.
By the candlelight I sit alone, companionship has become a stranger. The mirror reflected two more faces, one face appeared joyous and the other filled with anger. Another set of faces, one face seem soft, the other hard one opening his arms to his...
One vibrant with youth, one tired beaten down by the years. One sitting alone by the candle light waiting for his true love to appear.
By the candlelight I sit alone, companionship has become a stranger. The mirror reflected two more faces, one face appeared joyous and the other filled with anger. Another set of faces, one face seem soft, the other hard one opening his arms to his...
#mirror
#SelfReflection
#choices
35 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
17th Oct 2020 4:38pm
17th Oct 2020 4:38pm
Mirror Talk
Another bloody day in lockdown, and isolation
Another of visual, but non physical hosts
Nice people, floating around the ether
Like spectres, or very creative ghosts
I await these omnipresent visitors
As they appear on screen, in my room
Permanently reflecting, on my own reflection
Every time, i go onto zoom
So not only do i talk to the others
As my laptop lies upon a shelf
I find i'm having conversations
Whilst looking at myself
Although i do enjoy these zoom days
Doing poetry, art, and other stuff
But...
Another of visual, but non physical hosts
Nice people, floating around the ether
Like spectres, or very creative ghosts
I await these omnipresent visitors
As they appear on screen, in my room
Permanently reflecting, on my own reflection
Every time, i go onto zoom
So not only do i talk to the others
As my laptop lies upon a shelf
I find i'm having conversations
Whilst looking at myself
Although i do enjoy these zoom days
Doing poetry, art, and other stuff
But...
#technology
#mirror
#SelfReflection
19 reads
0 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
13th Oct 2020 3:13am
13th Oct 2020 3:13am
My family
Growing up, I regret some things
My family torn to pieces
My mind lost to a hell below
My heart crushed beyond repair
A failure that I'll always know
My sister,I couldn't protect
My mother, I couldn't bring hope
My father, I couldn't get close
My life, I couldn't find meaning
My nightmare, it broke me the most
My journey, an unseen end
My destiny, I never could reach
My choice, was always so wrong
My path, I'm always alone
My story, a sad little song
I'm sorry that I didn't see ...
My family torn to pieces
My mind lost to a hell below
My heart crushed beyond repair
A failure that I'll always know
My sister,I couldn't protect
My mother, I couldn't bring hope
My father, I couldn't get close
My life, I couldn't find meaning
My nightmare, it broke me the most
My journey, an unseen end
My destiny, I never could reach
My choice, was always so wrong
My path, I'm always alone
My story, a sad little song
I'm sorry that I didn't see ...
#LifeStruggles
#fate
#mirror
#emptiness
#emotional
53 reads
6 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 8:49pm
28th Sep 2020 8:49pm
Metaphoric Alcoholic
Like Grindhouse On Planet Terror ,
Minds That Think Alike In Sync ,
Like Kind Hobos With Shotguns
Defending Without Blind Blink
I Am A Total Receptive Perceptive
Before I Have My First Last Drink
Glass Raised So Eunoiaistic
With A Clink I Made A Link
Minds That Think Alike In Sync ,
Like Kind Hobos With Shotguns
Defending Without Blind Blink
I Am A Total Receptive Perceptive
Before I Have My First Last Drink
Glass Raised So Eunoiaistic
With A Clink I Made A Link
#identity
#mirror
#MentalHealth
#MovingOn
#wisdom
74 reads
9 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 2:40am
26th Sep 2020 2:40am
Ice Dream Cream
Dog Sled Dead Across Dread Red Ice Will Suffice
Have You Been Naughty Or Have You Been Nice
Does Your Word When Heard Repel Or Entice ?
I Got The Answer Will You Pay The Fair Price ?
Have You Been Naughty Or Have You Been Nice
Does Your Word When Heard Repel Or Entice ?
I Got The Answer Will You Pay The Fair Price ?
#identity
#death
#mirror
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
52 reads
3 Comments
ELIAS11
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 11:53pm
25th Sep 2020 11:53pm
Cinematic Demon
Burning alive in a metaphorical catechism
Learning to lie in a allegorical masochism
A spider soul enrolled
In the web of the golden dark
Caught here and consoled
In thee occultic hidden arts
This is silence seeking gossip
A prison under fire
It's a lashing with your tongue
Under siege I will acquire
The purifier of everything
This moon is under sun
A cryptic writing saying
You are the chosen one
...
Learning to lie in a allegorical masochism
A spider soul enrolled
In the web of the golden dark
Caught here and consoled
In thee occultic hidden arts
This is silence seeking gossip
A prison under fire
It's a lashing with your tongue
Under siege I will acquire
The purifier of everything
This moon is under sun
A cryptic writing saying
You are the chosen one
...
#identity
#religion
#God
#devil
#mirror
89 reads
4 Comments
HoneyLove
Poem Published
17th Sep 2020 9:24pm
17th Sep 2020 9:24pm
In Bed with the Devil
Let me pen you something naughty
Because that's what you like to read
Yes, you keep yourself so haughty
But deep down you like to plead
Are you aching for a new story
Something scandalous and dark
I could spin you something gory
Light your blood thirsty spark
Oh my Love it's dirty and seedy
It'll bring a broad smile to your lips
And those ears are mighty greedy
You are wrapped round my tongue's tip
For I know the day has you bored
What's that's saying idle hands...
But with me you've really...
Because that's what you like to read
Yes, you keep yourself so haughty
But deep down you like to plead
Are you aching for a new story
Something scandalous and dark
I could spin you something gory
Light your blood thirsty spark
Oh my Love it's dirty and seedy
It'll bring a broad smile to your lips
And those ears are mighty greedy
You are wrapped round my tongue's tip
For I know the day has you bored
What's that's saying idle hands...
But with me you've really...
#lust
#dark
#mirror
#rhyming
#sensual
128 reads
10 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 7:58am
15th Sep 2020 7:58am
America
America
I used to love America we never said the USA
as a young seaman, it was the place to buy T. shirts, jeans
and white I never forget the name, Arrow shirts
the people full of optimism everything was possible
and the workers were relatively affluent.
the racial aspect never bothered us; we saw black workers
and white workers toiling on the harbour.
I was reading much back then and discovered I had lived
in a bubble.
In New Orleans, I came face to face with racism I hat
met an enormous black foreman he invited me to
the...
I used to love America we never said the USA
as a young seaman, it was the place to buy T. shirts, jeans
and white I never forget the name, Arrow shirts
the people full of optimism everything was possible
and the workers were relatively affluent.
the racial aspect never bothered us; we saw black workers
and white workers toiling on the harbour.
I was reading much back then and discovered I had lived
in a bubble.
In New Orleans, I came face to face with racism I hat
met an enormous black foreman he invited me to
the...
#money
#cars
#mirror
#books
#consumerism
51 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 6:10pm
13th Sep 2020 6:10pm
home from the sea
Home from the sea
he is walking into the town,
new trousers and jacket
bought in America, shiny shoes.
He smiles to the girls who smile back
he has money
in his pocket home from the sea.
He has many friends
they come in the bar to say halo,
beer is flowing he pays
home from the sea flush of money.
Smells of expensive after-shave
bought in America.
He is walking into town,
his jacket is no longer new and shoes
not shiny
he is broke does not go to the bar.
It is a dull day.
He goes down to the...
he is walking into the town,
new trousers and jacket
bought in America, shiny shoes.
He smiles to the girls who smile back
he has money
in his pocket home from the sea.
He has many friends
they come in the bar to say halo,
beer is flowing he pays
home from the sea flush of money.
Smells of expensive after-shave
bought in America.
He is walking into town,
his jacket is no longer new and shoes
not shiny
he is broke does not go to the bar.
It is a dull day.
He goes down to the...
#money
#cars
#mirror
#books
#consumerism
49 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
9th Sep 2020 2:27pm
9th Sep 2020 2:27pm
modern democray
Modern democracy
Think of an egg hollow it out drink its albumen and yolk
the empty shell cracks easily and we call it democracy
and free expression which is subjected to unwritten laws.
You can call Trump a son of the devil, but not wish him
hanged, like Mussolini, was hung.
You will be subject to a sensor and put in a cell for a night,
democracy is a schoolyard with high walls if rules
are following the power to be will smile benightedly, you are
a useful idiot and they shower you will see the illusion
of richness if...
Think of an egg hollow it out drink its albumen and yolk
the empty shell cracks easily and we call it democracy
and free expression which is subjected to unwritten laws.
You can call Trump a son of the devil, but not wish him
hanged, like Mussolini, was hung.
You will be subject to a sensor and put in a cell for a night,
democracy is a schoolyard with high walls if rules
are following the power to be will smile benightedly, you are
a useful idiot and they shower you will see the illusion
of richness if...
#money
#cars
#mirror
#books
#consumerism
50 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
5th Sep 2020 9:53am
5th Sep 2020 9:53am
the forest we planted
The forest we planted
In the flatland of western Norway
where the wind has no hesitation rolling sheep into a woolly ball
horses turned their rump to the wind hung their heads
Refusing to plough, something had to be done.
Trees were planted and to our surprise survived but crooked and
strong because the soil was fertile.
When the trees grew strong the shielded fields, the land was plough-able
again and no chicken was carried away by the wind
except for ducklings but as we know, they are brainless.
People began...
In the flatland of western Norway
where the wind has no hesitation rolling sheep into a woolly ball
horses turned their rump to the wind hung their heads
Refusing to plough, something had to be done.
Trees were planted and to our surprise survived but crooked and
strong because the soil was fertile.
When the trees grew strong the shielded fields, the land was plough-able
again and no chicken was carried away by the wind
except for ducklings but as we know, they are brainless.
People began...
#money
#cars
#mirror
#books
#consumerism
46 reads
2 Comments
Stoney223
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 1:30pm
31st Aug 2020 1:30pm
LOVE CHANGES THE DEPTH OF THE HEART
Have you ever looked at someone and that someone, was your own reflection, within the mirror looking back at thyself seeing the light in your eyes burn out of your life. Leaving behind scenes of what your life use to be, as you cross over into a different vessel of inescapable thoughts that sometimes, flows through the deepness of your mind and heart and soul. Yet the lies you keep telling yourself I'm alright but yet you know just as well as I, that is a lie you begin to believe even more deeper that you keep telling yourself. For have you ever wondered whatever happen to the real reality of...
#mirror
#SelfReflection
#tragedy
#FeelingLost
#emotional
155 reads
8 Comments
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