Poems About Mirrors Seeking Honest Critique
#mirror
Undoing
distraction has its side effects
attraction has its side effects
every betrayal has side effects
all betrayal is one-sided and cuts
the tradition is to know and keep quiet
____________ bleed and be quiet
____________ dream and stay awake
emotion has its side effects
lust has its side effects
perception has several altered states
contradiction is saying to be quiet
swallow to be forgotten
side effects
we are all side effects
of a void full of nothing
of a mad dog's howl
of a...
attraction has its side effects
every betrayal has side effects
all betrayal is one-sided and cuts
the tradition is to know and keep quiet
____________ bleed and be quiet
____________ dream and stay awake
emotion has its side effects
lust has its side effects
perception has several altered states
contradiction is saying to be quiet
swallow to be forgotten
side effects
we are all side effects
of a void full of nothing
of a mad dog's howl
of a...
#anxiety
#dreams
#mirror
#passion
#utopia
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Existential View
Largely the troubles of this life
Burning fires of struggle and strife
In this life, there seems to be time
Between the start and finish line
Delusion feeding illusion
Everyone always dies alone
Is it music or just a tone
Dancing to the rhythm of life
Celebration of no real strife
Forever living in this time
One moment it's all on the line
Jubilation of exaltation
Realizing you're never alone
Legacy built on a milestone
Everybody is the same
But from various viewpoints
Burning fires of struggle and strife
In this life, there seems to be time
Between the start and finish line
Delusion feeding illusion
Everyone always dies alone
Is it music or just a tone
Dancing to the rhythm of life
Celebration of no real strife
Forever living in this time
One moment it's all on the line
Jubilation of exaltation
Realizing you're never alone
Legacy built on a milestone
Everybody is the same
But from various viewpoints
#dance
#mirror
#philosophical
#shadows
#TruthOfLife
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2 Comments
emotional suction
love´s is not a lie
it's an origami cuckoo
catched by the whirlpool
of a porcelain blackhole
it's an origami cuckoo
catched by the whirlpool
of a porcelain blackhole
#emptiness
#lies
#lust
#mirror
#passion
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17 Comments
Nevertheless Haiku
In your verses deep
I find pieces of myself
Hearts entwined through ink
I find pieces of myself
Hearts entwined through ink
#haiku
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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11 Comments
Insanity a la carte
Glimmering beneath a sheen,
where shadows dance in whispers, unseen.
Veiled chaos, finely painted dreams,
in the cracks madness gleams.
Fragile echoes in twilight's embrace,
haunting glimpses of a fractured face.
Silent screams, behind polished walls,
in the stillness a storm calls.
Beneath the surface, turmoil brews.
Masked by a gloss of tranquil hues.
In the heart, a restless fire,
burning with unspoken desire.
Mirrored reflections, distorted and clear,
a dance with demons ever near.
Eyes that...
where shadows dance in whispers, unseen.
Veiled chaos, finely painted dreams,
in the cracks madness gleams.
Fragile echoes in twilight's embrace,
haunting glimpses of a fractured face.
Silent screams, behind polished walls,
in the stillness a storm calls.
Beneath the surface, turmoil brews.
Masked by a gloss of tranquil hues.
In the heart, a restless fire,
burning with unspoken desire.
Mirrored reflections, distorted and clear,
a dance with demons ever near.
Eyes that...
#anxiety
#art
#courage
#insomnia
#mirror
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6 Comments
a new dharma
OH MY
GOD!
It feels so good to just
lie here and smoke and
be one with nothing
and forget all that horse shit, mealy mouthed, mother
fornicating, new age, anxiety ridden, put God on a string on Sumday and forget on Monday, chipmunk assed, pull a knife out of your gut, deodorant for every part of your body, You Tube like bed bugs infestation of our souls life
...and just watch the
smoke rings rise
GOD!
It feels so good to just
lie here and smoke and
be one with nothing
and forget all that horse shit, mealy mouthed, mother
fornicating, new age, anxiety ridden, put God on a string on Sumday and forget on Monday, chipmunk assed, pull a knife out of your gut, deodorant for every part of your body, You Tube like bed bugs infestation of our souls life
...and just watch the
smoke rings rise
#mirror
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8 Comments
Ethereal
Ethereal
I like to make lists; Horses, titanium, ethereal
People don't understand.
I don't blame them they are just limited
They tell me there are more bacterium
In and around a person than human cells.
It makes sense in a way,
I think it is the smell.
I like to count sheep; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
People don't understand.
Don't blame me it's just the medicine.
Maybe our bacterium do more good
Than we do, during the time of sleeping.
Doesn't matter either way,
And bacteria can't smell.
I like to...
I like to make lists; Horses, titanium, ethereal
People don't understand.
I don't blame them they are just limited
They tell me there are more bacterium
In and around a person than human cells.
It makes sense in a way,
I think it is the smell.
I like to count sheep; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
People don't understand.
Don't blame me it's just the medicine.
Maybe our bacterium do more good
Than we do, during the time of sleeping.
Doesn't matter either way,
And bacteria can't smell.
I like to...
#art
#meditation
#mirror
#NewYear
#reading
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1 Comment
Listening to a long forgotten soul song
In the quiet dawn, thoughts crowd your face in epiphany.
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
#mirror
#music
#passion
#sadness
#spiritual
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New year's last lest list lost lust
Next year I definetly
will try to acomplish
some dear dreams:
Buy more bubble wrap
and
Count each star in the night sky
and
Learn to converse with cats.
Learn how to juggle
and
chase butterflies in the park
and
wear mismatched socks daily.
Talk in pirate slang
and
master the art of yodeling
and
adopt an imaginary friend.
Speak only in haikus.
will try to acomplish
some dear dreams:
Buy more bubble wrap
and
Count each star in the night sky
and
Learn to converse with cats.
Learn how to juggle
and
chase butterflies in the park
and
wear mismatched socks daily.
Talk in pirate slang
and
master the art of yodeling
and
adopt an imaginary friend.
Speak only in haikus.
#astrology
#funny
#mirror
#NewYear
#SelfDiscovery
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8 Comments
Pain au Chocolat
In shadows deep, where whispers coil,
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
a demon's heart, a restless soil.
Desire stirs in darkest night,
to seize the power, to taste no bright.
Yearning for control, unseen,
in minds and hearts where fears convene.
Chaos beckons its sweet embrace
to twist the calm, leave not a trace.
In every tear, in every scream,
fueling nightmares, shattering dreams.
A dance of torment, endless fire,
feeding on the souls that dry.
Power sought in realms of pain.
A demon’s thirst, a crimson stain.
Corruption's...
#dark
#desert
#despair
#mirror
#suffering
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9 Comments
70's porn movies
When the imbeciles disembark
on the avenues of the favela
where we try to put up with each other,
all the dockers and all the bitches
on the docks and all the saints
of the last church...
Everyone, absolutely all the imbeciles
remain silent waiting
for the great cosmic revolution.
There are police movements
in all the dead ends
of that first world country.
Dead nuns, old doors and cats,
screaming on every
motherfucking rooftop.
on the avenues of the favela
where we try to put up with each other,
all the dockers and all the bitches
on the docks and all the saints
of the last church...
Everyone, absolutely all the imbeciles
remain silent waiting
for the great cosmic revolution.
There are police movements
in all the dead ends
of that first world country.
Dead nuns, old doors and cats,
screaming on every
motherfucking rooftop.
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
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9 Comments
Stalking Reflections
It slinks where the mirrors grow cold
Shadows pulse and warnings untold
Linger thick like a midnight mist
A grinning maw in the abyss
Twilight with ita crimson burn
Something from a shattered urn
Fangs drip echoes of silent screams
Its eyes ignite your shattered dreams
A breath you take, it takes one too
The glass reflects not just you
Its jagged form, a wretched sight
Born of fear, it thrives on fright
Twilight stretches, the minutes ache
The veil between worlds begins to break
Its claws drag whispers...
Shadows pulse and warnings untold
Linger thick like a midnight mist
A grinning maw in the abyss
Twilight with ita crimson burn
Something from a shattered urn
Fangs drip echoes of silent screams
Its eyes ignite your shattered dreams
A breath you take, it takes one too
The glass reflects not just you
Its jagged form, a wretched sight
Born of fear, it thrives on fright
Twilight stretches, the minutes ache
The veil between worlds begins to break
Its claws drag whispers...
#dark
#fear
#mirror
#night
#shadows
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2 Comments
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