The mirror is not the invention of an ugly man.
aphorism by Valeriu Butulescu from Immensity of the Point, translated by Eva A. Ziem
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Oh Mirror
Mirror, mirror,
On the wall
Who's the THINNIST
One of all
Oh reflection,
I know its not me
I'm just too FAT
AND UGLY
Mirror, mirror,
On the wall
Who's the SKINNIEST
One of all
Oh reflection,
Stand up straight
Suck in your GUT
Then I may not hate
Mirror, mirror,
Clear and bright
Please don't WATCH
As I starve tonight
Oh reflection,
I'm stuck in this body
With food to fear
And you to HATE
Mirror, mirror,
Broken and shattered
Don't stare at ME
With this body battered.
poem by Lailani L.
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The Mirror Struggled
The mirror struggled; reflecting beauty such as hers
Prescribed a glory in the challenge – a fairytale
Or such as like! To shimmer back hypnotic hues
From auras of her skin – how do mirrors cope?
Hoary tales of pretty adolescent buds
Could never hope to match the tomes of dreamy
Pulchritude apprising us of such a belle as she.
The mirror shone; and as it worked itself, a moment –
Did it overlook the hidden melancholy?
Were melting eyes bedewed–? Florid lips imbued
With mournfulness? The hindrance of the silver glass!
Oh! to seek – to know the meaning of the sorrow!
She (with tearful hair, an image out of heaven)
Never opened up her heart. The mirror struggled.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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There's a girl in the mirror!
There's a girl in the mirror
Staring back at me
I don't even know who she is
But by heck! She's ugly
There's a girl in the mirror
Standing very still
She's pale and she looks afraid
I think she might be ill
There's a girl in the mirror
She'd never win a prize
She looks very depressed
You can tell it by her eyes
There's a girl in the mirror
Looks like she needs a friend
I don't have many myself
But I guesse my self I can lend
To the girl in the mirror
I step towards to comfort her
I see her coming closer
But now she's becoming a bit of a blur
Now the girl in the mirror
Has left me on my own
Here I stand in a dark, cold room
Feeling very alone
poem by Becky Ginn
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Blame the Mirror
If I look in the mirror
And I look big and fat
I will blame the mirror
Because the mirror shows
How ugly I look
And wants to prove to me that I am out of shape also
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Mirror Mirror
Mirror mirror
You tell lies
Who put crows feet
Round my eyes?
Mirror mirror
Hanging there
Who put that grey
In my hair?
Mirror mirror
Is that me
Is that really
Me I see?
Mirror Mirror
Stop your fun
That's not me
That is my mum
Mirror mirror
Don't stare back
For it's bad luck
If you should crack
Mirror mirror
On days like these
When what I see
Doesn't please
Mirror mirror
My mood this day
Will ask you turn
The other way!
poem by Stevie Taite
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Secret mirror
This mirror has no soul
No thoughts or feelings
This mirror has a secret
A secret that hides true view
It hides everything pure
And shows everything ugly
This mirror
Has no rule
Has no sense of emotions
This mirror is a secret
poem by Joelstine Gonzaga
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Mirror, Mirror, Bloody Fibber
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Can't you show me tall and slim?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Must I look so bloody grim?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
You're distorting my poor waist!
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
And why the heck am I defaced?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Why have I a double chin?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
And what's the stupid, goofy grin?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Pointless asking ‘Who’s the fairest? –
More bloody likely, 'Who’s the queerest? ’
Now look, I paid a big bucks for thee,
So why can’t you be nice to me?
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who’s the fairest of them all?
Me, you say? Ah, that's better –
Mirror, mirror, bloody fibber!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Mirror mirror bloody fibber
Mirror mirror mirror ribber
Mirror mirror mirror mirror
Mirror mirror make me slimmer
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Part Of The Wall
I know you just don't fit in,
I know no one likes you,
I know what you are going through.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
You were born with superpowers,
The ones that make you invisible girl,
You look at your self and say ugly,
But when I do I see beauty.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
You just love your self,
Cause you don't fit in,
Yeah, I know what that fells like.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
Close your eyes,
And think of the friends you have,
Laughing with you,
You are popular in my eyes.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
You are the wall paper,
Reds, green, and blue,
You might never fit in,
But don't worry,
I'll be friends with you.
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
Ohhhhhhh
La, la, la, la, la
Ohhhhhhh
La, la, la, la, la
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Do I fit into the human race?
Or will I be part of the wall?
poem by Brianna King
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In other words, what is supposedly found is an invention whose inventor is unaware of his act of invention, who considers it as something that exists independently of him; the invention then becomes the basis of his world view and actions.
quote by Paul Watzlawick
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I'm So Vain And Darned Good Looking-No Time For Eating Food Or Of It's Cooking.
Mirror-mirror on the wall...
Who's fat ego is too tall?
When i view this image so great...
I'm forever tardy-when leaving, i'm always running late.
I'm hooked on my own good looks...
I've no time to read good books.
Vanity is my one only chosen vice...
Every one else is ugly-not good looking-not nice.
Every where i travel people just stare...
In my hand i carry a mirror,
What they think?
I do not care.
I kiss the mirror whenever i can...
I just happen to be, the best looking living man!
poem by Michael Gale
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Haunting reflection's
Mirror
Mirror
I am a killer
Mirror
Mirror
I have a heart that merely beats
Without sound
Mirror
Mirror
I am cold
Mirror
Mirror
I am tearless
Mirror
Mirror
I am the devil in white
poem by Noorie Ali
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Tearful Eyes
The mirror laughed; it gleaned my thoughts
And saw me cry my want:
Synthetic views - pathetic clues
To how I tick - and now you taunt,
You bleeding mirror, jibe another!
Just because I dream…
To be the mighty hero wise!
And perch atop the sodden hill
Of blood and pungent death,
To lead our race from sure demise.
Let's regain, collect, and rest
Before the battle slams
Our dauntless nerve. And now to rise!
Come follow me - we'll slay the foe!
See my cloak unfurl.
Through screams and wails, he fails and dies.
Look! he falls across his minions'
Path. I laugh aloud.
My warriors hold me to the skies.
Overhead the clouds recede,
Thinning out the black.
And then I fade in pallid lies.
Returning back to conscious state,
I let the mirror slate me:
Fathoming my remote disguise,
Reflecting back my hopeless lot.
Oh to smash the thing!
If I could see through tearful eyes.
Copyright © Mark Raymond Slaughter 2009
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You know when civilization began? With the invention of the mirror.
quote by Shimon Peres
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Ugly Moods
Correction!
I did not say you were ugly.
Not in a physical way.
I meant you had ugly moments.
And you seem to bring them,
With you everyday.
No one denies,
You have looks for the eyes.
And if you kept your mouth shut sometimes...
You will find me more in your presence.
But it is your attitude,
That keeps me distanced.
And right now you are not being pleasant.
This is not the 'essence' I expected.
I am honest like that.
Do you want me to lie?
I did not say you were ugly.
You do have ugly moods.
And I can get very ugly myself...
That is how I recognize
That 'thing' I despise,
In you!
I do.
And two like us sharing that ugliness,
Do not need to be in the same room to feud.
I do not have to prove,
I can get uglier than you!
Even though that would be a challenge.
When you get through being so ugly...
Without your lips hanging down,
That's when I will come back around!
Have a good day!
Right now...
That is all I wish to you to say!
And yes...
You can be,
Very disagreeable and quite ugly!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the mirror I stand
In the mirror I stand all alone
My lifelong purpose still unknown,
In the mirror I ask myself why
In the mirror I see myself die,
In the mirror I see my life
With darkened sorrows that fill my strife,
In the mirror I see my pain
In the mirror it starts to rain,
In the mirror I stand all night
Holding on gripping so tight,
So in the mirror I count 1,2
And in the mirror I wish for you…,
poem by Jacob Hill
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Reflection
Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why do I look in you, at all,
For all I see is the same old me,
And not how I so want to be.
Mirror, mirror on the stairs,
Why do you show me many years,
A face with wrinkles everywhere,
Would anybody like my share.
Mirror, mirror near my bed,
In you I look with certain dread,
For creams and potions just don't work,
Behind them still the wrinkles lurk.
Mirror, mirror in the hall,
Seeing you makes me recall,
That I am now of senior age,
Well stuck into the wrinkles stage.
Mirror, mirror by the door,
How I hate you more and more,
I'm having to look the other way,
When my reflection's on display.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Look
The clock
With its
Timeless
Dignity,
Looked at the
Mirror and
Said:
Despite your
Ageless clarity…
Why do you think
People look at you
Less than looking
At me?
The mirror
Stated:
It has to be!
When people
Grow old and
Ugly, they don't
Feel like looking
At me, so they
Look at you more
Than looking at me!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Mirror To Mirror
Written by gerry beckley, 1994
Found on hourglass.
I havent seen forever
Dont even know her name
I call on dreams and other schemes
To try and win that game
Now that its over, darling
Look into my eyes
Seein your own reflection
Much to your surprise
Were seein mirror to mirror
Face to face
We look but we cannot see
Mirror to mirror
Seems to trace
What happened to you and me
And though we tried in earnest
The distant silence yells
We call on wings and other things
To try and break that spell
Now that its over, darling
Truth in the common cause
We stare at our own indifference
By seeing the others flaws
Were seein mirror to mirror
Face to face
We look but we cannot see
Mirror to mirror
Seems to trace
What happened to you and me
Oh, mirror to mirror, mirror to mirror
Mirror to mirror, whats come over me
As we look inside, theres nowhere to turn
Theres nowhere to hide
Now that its over, darling
Look into my eyes
Seein your own reflection
Much to your surprise
Were seein mirror to mirror
Face to face
We look but we cannot see
Mirror to mirror
Seems to trace
What happened to you and me
Oh, mirror to mirror, mirror to mirror
Mirror to mirror, whats come over me
Mirror to mirror, mirror to mirror
Mirror to mirror, whats come over me
song performed by by America
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The Snow Queen 1. (Rev.) 22 August 2008
I must go and save my love
from the Snow Queen’s palace –
built of driven snow, doors and
windows pierced by winds
…My love once saw a snowflake brilliant
…white, beautiful and delicate turned
…into a snow maiden, dressed in finest
…gauze – but ice, hard and glittering…
A hobgoblin’s changing mirror made
all good and beauty into the bad and
ugly; the mirror fell and shattered
and a shard lodged in an eye
…It saw the plain and the ugly,
…when a splinter pierced a
…heart, it turned into
…a piece of ice…
Hans Christian Andersen
poem by Margaret Alice
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A child is never ugly
When they said I'm ugly
I prayed it never was true.
But when in front of a mirror
I saw my face was something uninteresting.
I cried and cursed and cried.
I wished I looked better.
But only then I heard a voice say:
Trouble yourself not my child,
For a child is never ugly.
Only the mind is.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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