Popular Poems About Mirrors
#mirror
PAR
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 2:40pm
12th Dec 2024 2:40pm
One-way ticket...
Why should I care for the new year?
Another cycle of the same celestial dance
spiraling through familiar constellations.
Same faces in the same places,
their conversations a recitation of a well-worn script.
Why should I care for the new year?
When the clock's hands circle back
to touch the same numbers they brushed a moment ago.
And the calendar's pages, thin and brittle
fall like leaves from the same tree.
Why should I care for the new year...
When the same hues paint the dawn
and...
Another cycle of the same celestial dance
spiraling through familiar constellations.
Same faces in the same places,
their conversations a recitation of a well-worn script.
Why should I care for the new year?
When the clock's hands circle back
to touch the same numbers they brushed a moment ago.
And the calendar's pages, thin and brittle
fall like leaves from the same tree.
Why should I care for the new year...
When the same hues paint the dawn
and...
#fate
#karma
#luck
#mirror
#NewYear
112 reads
14 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 11:46am
20th Dec 2024 11:46am
About Her for Her and with Her
Her is her, in the quiet hours of dawn.
A whisper in the stillness, a breath of the morning air.
Her presence is a thread in the tapestry of time
weaving patterns of herself and fragments of others.
In the mirror, Her sees reflections,
not just one own, but countless faces.
Each gaze a story, each smile a secret,
Her identity shifts, dances, in the fluidity of moments.
Her walks the path of many,
one's steps echoing in the lives of others,
adopting roles, shedding skins, becoming more than one.
Yet in Her heart, there...
A whisper in the stillness, a breath of the morning air.
Her presence is a thread in the tapestry of time
weaving patterns of herself and fragments of others.
In the mirror, Her sees reflections,
not just one own, but countless faces.
Each gaze a story, each smile a secret,
Her identity shifts, dances, in the fluidity of moments.
Her walks the path of many,
one's steps echoing in the lives of others,
adopting roles, shedding skins, becoming more than one.
Yet in Her heart, there...
#LifeAsAWriter
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
98 reads
14 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
20th Dec 2024 11:18am
20th Dec 2024 11:18am
Love fools with no lifeboats
Yes, it is foolish to love someone.
When the heart is exposed to risk
and reason, in the shadow, disappears,
into the nights when the soul suffers.
For a touch that never comes,
by a look that averts.
And yet there is a charm
in the foolishness of loving someone.
When the heart is exposed to risk
and reason, in the shadow, disappears,
into the nights when the soul suffers.
For a touch that never comes,
by a look that averts.
And yet there is a charm
in the foolishness of loving someone.
#dreams
#love
#mirror
#night
#passion
83 reads
12 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 1:36pm
17th Dec 2024 1:36pm
Apocalyptic
You inspired me, Keith:
The wind blows in arid, dry and desolate lands.
The soil cries out for life, but there are only silent shadows.
Deserts expand, swallowing forests in agony.
At the end of the world, only cold dust remains.
The wind blows in arid, dry and desolate lands.
The soil cries out for life, but there are only silent shadows.
Deserts expand, swallowing forests in agony.
At the end of the world, only cold dust remains.
#apocalypse
#earth
#environment
#mirror
#pollution
64 reads
11 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 11:51am
16th Dec 2024 11:51am
Quicksand
Two souls dance in grace and harmony
over the quicksand in the cold night.
Each step is a risk, a flirtation with the abyss,
in the back and forth of destiny
looking for the earthquake.
Eyes to eyes and the fear dissolves
while the treacherous earth beneath revolves.
Hands that hold on to a fragile link.
Dancing on uncertainty, challenging luck.
They move lightly in rhythm.
As if sand were sacred solid ground.
In every turn, an unspoken promise,
In a tight hug, salvation is blessed.
Below, the sand calls, in a...
over the quicksand in the cold night.
Each step is a risk, a flirtation with the abyss,
in the back and forth of destiny
looking for the earthquake.
Eyes to eyes and the fear dissolves
while the treacherous earth beneath revolves.
Hands that hold on to a fragile link.
Dancing on uncertainty, challenging luck.
They move lightly in rhythm.
As if sand were sacred solid ground.
In every turn, an unspoken promise,
In a tight hug, salvation is blessed.
Below, the sand calls, in a...
#dance
#dark
#dreams
#mirror
#nightmares
84 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 8:50pm
29th Dec 2024 8:50pm
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
73 reads
9 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
6th Jan 2025 10:44am
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
50 reads
9 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:38am
28th Dec 2024 8:38am
behold
pinpricked momentum
a fleeting dandelion seed travels
in frequencies folding unfolding
tenderest tendrils
the carousel trembles
cobwebs dewed
musk healed these calf bones
spear cutting silence
re embers healing salvia
I lay in the wolf trap
amidst winter
witnessing moon
and life
is my lover again
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a fleeting dandelion seed travels
in frequencies folding unfolding
tenderest tendrils
the carousel trembles
cobwebs dewed
musk healed these calf bones
spear cutting silence
re embers healing salvia
I lay in the wolf trap
amidst winter
witnessing moon
and life
is my lover again
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all rights reserved
#mirror
#LifeChangingMoment
101 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 12:18pm
6th Jan 2025 12:18pm
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
57 reads
8 Comments
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