Poems About Mirrors Seeking Friendly Advice
#mirror
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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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
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Dreamboy
Poem Published
25th Feb 2024 6:54am
25th Feb 2024 6:54am
The Fairy's Mirror
Loss of limb;
Call it in I'm
Quick to please but I've been knee deep in
with the imps -
and the aqueous fiends -
they smile as they pull you into their
petty bullshit
Cost of sin is
Sleeping so thin that
The veil is arranged in accordance
with the textbook examples of;
Esoteric symbols painted
all over your bedroom
They're gonna find you.
So call it in
Couldn't have just waited it out
and gone home when things cooled down
no I knew I needed an excuse so...
I had to cut...
Call it in I'm
Quick to please but I've been knee deep in
with the imps -
and the aqueous fiends -
they smile as they pull you into their
petty bullshit
Cost of sin is
Sleeping so thin that
The veil is arranged in accordance
with the textbook examples of;
Esoteric symbols painted
all over your bedroom
They're gonna find you.
So call it in
Couldn't have just waited it out
and gone home when things cooled down
no I knew I needed an excuse so...
I had to cut...
#mirror
#fairies
#SelfReflection #PersonalGrowth
#SelfReflection #PersonalGrowth
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Maple666
Poem Published
29th Nov 2023 6:58pm
29th Nov 2023 6:58pm
Yin and Yang .
I am homesick for a place . I am not sure even exists. One where my mind and body are not at war , but accept peace. Work on an appeasement plans , I’ve paid enough in reparations a monthly instalment of high apr and drainage like a sewer. Those days , when my mind won and my body was left behind again . I don’t know how anyone walks or talks when there heart isn’t in cohesion .I just want a state of equilibrium. My forever home smelling of yin and yang ten drops of Cinnamon and 10 of chamomile and buckets loads of feng shui I mean that sounds like a plan and maybe I may find the balance act...
#mirror
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#SelfDiscovery
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Mayumi
Poem Published
6th Nov 2023 3:11pm
6th Nov 2023 3:11pm
What she is
Unclothed
By the pestilence of time
She roam the Earth
As she exposed her scars
The very relics
That reminded her
Of her dark past
In her heart, the flame
Unleashed from the depth
of her own hell
She silently spilled
every vile she kept
Till anger and hate, all sorted out
And dealt with
In her mind, her own beauty resides
Consuming every good thought
That she could think of
She adhered to positivity
over negativy
Escalating herself
And her own individuality
In her soul...
By the pestilence of time
She roam the Earth
As she exposed her scars
The very relics
That reminded her
Of her dark past
In her heart, the flame
Unleashed from the depth
of her own hell
She silently spilled
every vile she kept
Till anger and hate, all sorted out
And dealt with
In her mind, her own beauty resides
Consuming every good thought
That she could think of
She adhered to positivity
over negativy
Escalating herself
And her own individuality
In her soul...
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
#acceptance
#SelfWorth
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
27th Oct 2023 7:36pm
27th Oct 2023 7:36pm
The thought
Then you thought someone was sitting there.
Then you thought, someone wasn't.
©SukiSushiCrown.27-10-2023
Then you thought, someone wasn't.
©SukiSushiCrown.27-10-2023
#mirror
#acceptance
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jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
7th Oct 2023 3:41pm
7th Oct 2023 3:41pm
The Other Side
Sometimes I stop and stare at myself,
not in a mirror though, never in a mirror.
Personally, I feel like I look better in a window,
I always have.
There's just something about my reflection in a window.
Maybe the window enhances my looks.
I'm not really sure, but I think it does.
I wish I looked like the me on the other side.
I am you,
you are me,
looking in the window.
I would give myself a like but I’m on the wrong side.
not in a mirror though, never in a mirror.
Personally, I feel like I look better in a window,
I always have.
There's just something about my reflection in a window.
Maybe the window enhances my looks.
I'm not really sure, but I think it does.
I wish I looked like the me on the other side.
I am you,
you are me,
looking in the window.
I would give myself a like but I’m on the wrong side.
#mirror
#FreeVerse
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#SelfReflection
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Maple666
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2023 3:52pm
3rd Sep 2023 3:52pm
Twelve by Twelve .
Is twelve times twelve
One hundred and forty four .
She almost wanted to laugh this is absurd ,
Yes she replied with absolute certainty
She knows this , from kindergarten,
It’s a formula and a fact , she likes
that , it like her comfort blanket ,
He asks her , are you valuable as you
are now he hits a nerve , it responds
by itself, pulsating under pressure,
Now she is grasping for words ,
Well yes but if I ……….
He sat and watched her face , and
he could almost see her flinch . He
said let’s get to know this IF...
One hundred and forty four .
She almost wanted to laugh this is absurd ,
Yes she replied with absolute certainty
She knows this , from kindergarten,
It’s a formula and a fact , she likes
that , it like her comfort blanket ,
He asks her , are you valuable as you
are now he hits a nerve , it responds
by itself, pulsating under pressure,
Now she is grasping for words ,
Well yes but if I ……….
He sat and watched her face , and
he could almost see her flinch . He
said let’s get to know this IF...
#mirror
#myself
#acceptance
#SelfDiscovery
#choices
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
29th Aug 2023 3:18pm
29th Aug 2023 3:18pm
Let's keep it simple
I love being alone.
It's great being away from other people.
I loathe humanity.
They're such predictable whores
of their inevitably,sugar-coated,
duplicitous,eventual demise.
Goodbye then.
Return to custom-made Monopoly.
.
©SukiSushicrown. 29/8/2023.
It's great being away from other people.
I loathe humanity.
They're such predictable whores
of their inevitably,sugar-coated,
duplicitous,eventual demise.
Goodbye then.
Return to custom-made Monopoly.
.
©SukiSushicrown. 29/8/2023.
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection #FeelingLost
#SelfReflection #FeelingLost
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Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2023 8:14am
23rd Aug 2023 8:14am
Mission
Manipulated deceived.
Her name was Eve.
It was the sin that did Adam and Eve in.
© SukiSushicrown.23/8/2023
Her name was Eve.
It was the sin that did Adam and Eve in.
© SukiSushicrown.23/8/2023
#mirror
#acceptance
#choices
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oskar
Poem Published
13th Aug 2023 10:19am
13th Aug 2023 10:19am
planet Norway
Planet Norway calling
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
#money
#cars
#mirror #books
#mirror #books
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CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
25th Jul 2023 11:45pm
25th Jul 2023 11:45pm
Why me?
Why me? Self expression is prevalent. Why me?
S/E is dead!
There's nothing to see. Too see behind my art,is interestingly irrelevant,
why attach a name,to a myth,that is too be wished,torn apart,
pieces drifting toward art. Intuition,I'm tired,trying analyze me.
Aesthetically uninfluenced,as I said. Why me?
Stop drawing attention to individuals behind art,as they may obscure,in particular,
the idea of art. Why me?
Exposed,male domination, personally convicted.
Where is the best terminator,similar,familiar.
No,Why me?
...
S/E is dead!
There's nothing to see. Too see behind my art,is interestingly irrelevant,
why attach a name,to a myth,that is too be wished,torn apart,
pieces drifting toward art. Intuition,I'm tired,trying analyze me.
Aesthetically uninfluenced,as I said. Why me?
Stop drawing attention to individuals behind art,as they may obscure,in particular,
the idea of art. Why me?
Exposed,male domination, personally convicted.
Where is the best terminator,similar,familiar.
No,Why me?
...
#mirror
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DU Poetry : Poems About Mirrors Seeking Friendly Advice
