Poems About Mirrors Published by Members Recently Online
#mirror
…rest…
The empath needs to feel
She needs to feel it all
Then later heal
In the arms that let her rest
Let her feel the darkness
And the sun’s warm smile
Let her eat the fears
And savor every joy
Let her bathe is salty tears of sadness
Fall into the laughter too
If after all the feelings
She might fall at last with you
If you would be the downy nest
Where she could finally find sweet rest
She needs to feel it all
Then later heal
In the arms that let her rest
Let her feel the darkness
And the sun’s warm smile
Let her eat the fears
And savor every joy
Let her bathe is salty tears of sadness
Fall into the laughter too
If after all the feelings
She might fall at last with you
If you would be the downy nest
Where she could finally find sweet rest
#mirror
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Slim chance
Haunting famine you whisper quietly
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#EatingDisorder
588 reads
1 Comment
Slim chance
Haunting famine you whisper quietly
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#EatingDisorder
588 reads
1 Comment
Slim chance
Haunting famine you whisper quietly
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
deprivation a star quality
your limit to score and mark
to cut so deep to find relief
to leach away the little left
scorned, their tongues cut like thorns
society has turned the screw
self loathing measured in the mirrors stare
the world shakes it head but dosen`t care
eaten words a diet to an early death
Anorexia has no respect
#LifeStruggles
#mirror
#EatingDisorder
588 reads
1 Comment
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hey babe
there is a
difference
between
BAR
n
BRA
...totally
different meaning
totally different words
with same alphabets
but
yaaa
I
can take off
my BRA in the BAR
n can show
my ample
milky boobies...
can you do that??
when the world
gets dark n lonely
i became a candle,
wrapped with red velvet,,
to burn in someone's fire...
can you do that??
babe...
don't make yourself a fool
be...
there is a
difference
between
BAR
n
BRA
...totally
different meaning
totally different words
with same alphabets
but
yaaa
I
can take off
my BRA in the BAR
n can show
my ample
milky boobies...
can you do that??
when the world
gets dark n lonely
i became a candle,
wrapped with red velvet,,
to burn in someone's fire...
can you do that??
babe...
don't make yourself a fool
be...
#anger
#mirror
153 reads
9 Comments
copy
hey babe
there is a
difference
between
BAR
n
BRA
...totally
different meaning
totally different words
with same alphabets
but
yaaa
I
can take off
my BRA in the BAR
n can show
my ample
milky boobies...
can you do that??
when the world
gets dark n lonely
i became a candle,
wrapped with red velvet,,
to burn in someone's fire...
can you do that??
babe...
don't make yourself a fool
be...
there is a
difference
between
BAR
n
BRA
...totally
different meaning
totally different words
with same alphabets
but
yaaa
I
can take off
my BRA in the BAR
n can show
my ample
milky boobies...
can you do that??
when the world
gets dark n lonely
i became a candle,
wrapped with red velvet,,
to burn in someone's fire...
can you do that??
babe...
don't make yourself a fool
be...
#anger
#mirror
153 reads
9 Comments
'''
revelation dreams
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
#identity
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
725 reads
2 Comments
'''
revelation dreams
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
#identity
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
725 reads
2 Comments
'''
revelation dreams
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
#identity
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
725 reads
2 Comments
'''
revelation dreams
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
#identity
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
725 reads
2 Comments
'''
revelation dreams
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
onion layers peel down deep
empty at the core
#identity
#mirror
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
725 reads
2 Comments
Genesis of a Nemesis
Rock steady lady you my only successor..
I wrote my genesis turn the pages, learn to be the next inquisitor..
Hard men aiming at my Jack pots..
Earned through the years, hitting lottos..
A decade I spent at Guantanamo..
Feels like those three days of the condor.. Newscasters keep on knocking on my door..
All they want to broadcast me through el mundo..
Morning papers reading I am a warlord.. Just coz I rabble and rouse like a mob boss..
Treasures in my...
I wrote my genesis turn the pages, learn to be the next inquisitor..
Hard men aiming at my Jack pots..
Earned through the years, hitting lottos..
A decade I spent at Guantanamo..
Feels like those three days of the condor.. Newscasters keep on knocking on my door..
All they want to broadcast me through el mundo..
Morning papers reading I am a warlord.. Just coz I rabble and rouse like a mob boss..
Treasures in my...
#identity
#mirror
#SelfReflection #choices
#SelfReflection #choices
463 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Mirrors Published by Members Recently Online