In The Mirror
I saw his gaze in the mirror,
My gaze was superior for miles.
The innocent way of smiling became real,
His gaze fell from grace to a level
Of importance too known by some.
The mirror’s atmosphere nears function,
Too little are the buttons to press.
May superior art beam on us from afar,
And let windows be mirrors for their art.
A bedazzled crew of workers labour
Night and day, for the cleaning is in order.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Magic Mirror Of Self
Gaze upon this magic mirror and what do you see?
Don't worry the mirror won't break or shatter... it will only show you who you really are.
So don't be afraid and take a breath, and gaze up this magic mirror.
Look deep within it and take away the mist...
Past the thorns and lies that you have created...
And lo' and behold,
There you are...
poem by Mathew Sutter
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Innocent Mirror
Look into your mirror
And tell me what you see
Is it really you?
Or someone you cannot be
Don’t look at someone else’s mirror
And tell them who they should be
Looking in their mirror
Will not change what your mirror sees
When you look into your mirror
Are you sure you see yourself?
As you gaze into your eyes
Are you sure your eyes aren’t reflecting someone else?
It’s not the mirror’s fault,
That it reflects someone else
How do you expect a mirror to reflect you
If you don’t know who you are yourself
poem by Mehreen Mujeeb
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Mirror To Infinity...
(Gen.1: 26,27 / Matt.13: 10–15)
The Mirror To Infinity
Has Appearances of Possibilities
And Countless Windows In Views
And Decision Doors To Choose …
And Which One To Go Thru?
Where Time – In & Out Moves
The Mirror To Infinity
Has Images of Eternity …
The Mirror To Infinity
Opened Oval-Opportunities
& May Shape Your Personality
But You Form Your Own Finality …
Took A Peek – One Before & Behind
In Two-Way Mirrors of Heart & Mind
& The Astronomical Portals Availed
… One Had To Be A Fool To Fail!
Two Mirrors Faced On Opposite Walls
Both To Each Other Looked & Called
And Entered Each Other’s Visibility
And Became One Mirrored-Intensity …
The Mirror To Infinity
Has Vivid Visions of Great Beauty
Beyond Ocular Imagination
It Even Has Rainbows’ Admirations
Where Insights, In-Flights Come Together
In Gold-Framed Fractals To Forever
Is It A Diverse Dimension Indemnity
… This Mosaic Mirror To Infinity?
The Mirror To Infinity
Offers Us A Multi-Mystery
Thru Secret Territories
In A Mirror’s Observatory …
The Mirror To Infinity
Holds Hopes & Dreams of What May Be
What Future Would You Like To See
… In The Mirror To Infinity?
Oh, Do Not Let Dull-Doubt Take It!
Nor Must You Let Blindness Break It!
Where You’ll Lay Shattered In The Past
Or You’re Trapped In A Piece of Its Glass …
The Mirror To Infinity
Set Royal Realms Around Reality
And Reaches On and On and On …
Its Gospel-Gaze Is Never Gone …
But Ever Staring Strong
– in The Mirror To Infinity –
Written & ©: 12/7/2011
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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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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Broken Images, Distorted Views
Every mirror tells a tale,
My mirror is a memory I do not wish to tell
Eery reflection has a story yet to be told,
They say the mirror never lies, but that's all my mirror ever sold
Look Into the reflective piece of glass, that mirror, pool or lake,
Gaze into the lie and realise that it's fake
Oh you look so classy in the mirror, but take a look inside,
Your body spins a different song, there's things your eyes can not hide,
Now I use a different mirror, one that doesn't lie,
Mirror Mirror in the sky, look down in judgement from up high
Give me the facts, tell me the truth,
Strip away the layers of lies, right back to my youth,
The image I see in the mirror is not good enough, it just won't do,
The person starring back is perfect, but I'm just not you.
poem by Phil Whittaker
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Broken Images, Distorted Views
Every mirror tells a tale,
My mirror is a memory I do not wish to tell
Eery reflection has a story yet to be told,
They say the mirror never lies, but that's all my mirror ever sold
Look Into the reflective piece of glass, that mirror, pool or lake,
Gaze into the lie and realise that it's fake
Oh you look so classy in the mirror, but take a look inside,
Your body spins a different song, there's things your eyes can not hide,
Now I use a different mirror, one that doesn't lie,
Mirror Mirror in the sky, look down in judgement from up high
Give me the facts, tell me the truth,
Strip away the layers of lies, right back to my youth,
The image I see in the mirror is not good enough, it just won't do,
The person starring back is perfect, but I'm just not you.
poem by Ralph Acosta
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Mirrors…..
Take a look in the mirror and realize what you see..
Is it really you or someone you cannot be..
What you say in the mirror, is what the mirror tells..
Then why your own mirror, reflects some one else..
Every mirror has a story, it does tell a tale..
It reflects joy of success, and your tears when you fail..
The mirror never lies, it reflects what is true..
If you yourself dont know who you are, how can it reflect you..? ?
You may look perfect in the mirror, but take a look inside..
There are things unsaid, untold, now your eyes fail to hide..
Watch right through your soul, make sure it's not haunting..
Never realized who you are, your self-esteem still taunting..? ?
The mirror reflects a question mark, that is it really fair..? ?
You failed to live for others, for yourself only you care..
Look in the reflective gaze of glass, try finding your mistake..
Move close, Gaze into the lie and realize that it's fake...
Ask the mirror to reflect the facts, and to show the truth..
Wrongs you did in your life, right from childhood to youth..
Stop wishing for more, the mirrages will never be true..
It may be close to perfection, but it is just not you..
Make your soul your mirror, one that doesn't lie..
Make it pure and crystal clear, say a prayer up high..
Your heart reflects the person you are, so there's nothing to hide..
No mirror reflects you better then the one inside..
poem by Abhijit Surve
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Depicting Reflection
I gaze at the looking glass one final time
As I hope for some veritable truth to find
But the cracks run along my face in jagged lines
As the mirror cracks from side to side
Peering into the cold, dark faceted eyes
A broken poppet stares back from inside
And I catch a reflection of that I despise
As the mirror cracks from side to side
The scarred reflection is now forsaken
And many are the times my heart has died
But now it is my soul that is breakin'
As the mirror cracks from side to side
I gaze at the looking glass one final time
As the mirror cracks from side to side
poem by Sheri Hockman
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Adoring Mirror
The paintings in the art gallery
Remain the same
And continue to reflect
The eternal beauty
As inspiring today
As when I saw them as a child.
The ways of mirrors are not as true:
In the past a lover brushed her hair
Into the soft gaze of an adoring mirror
That seemed to love her
As much as I did,
But now the lover is gone
And only loneliness is reflected
In the same cold and unsympathetic mirror.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Mirror
Look in the mirror.
That is not you.
You are not your reflection.
There is the exterior,
the interior;
the superior,
the inferior.
Look again in the mirror.
Your eyes have a secret
with the mirror.
poem by William Sienes Iii
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Before I met you
Before I met you I had laughter
A sane one, the laughter that you hear
In the usual cafes, in the market,
Then I asked for your name, we gazed
You showed you like my gaze, you liked
The way I talk, and I could sense it the
Way you gaze, the way you talked to me,
Like we have become two mirrors looking
At each other, like we have become two
Hands complimenting each other’s hold,
Like we have become two lips nearing
For the kiss to seal our emptiness, but
Then I close my eyes and see that it
is not you, and it is not me, in that
Moment, we see two strangers scared,
Two strangers scared in the darkness
Where we hid our two equal emotions,
We both remember the freshness of
Two mirror wounds and we compromise,
We are not; we are not really ready for this.
I get back to my laughter, the one before I met you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Mirror
I look into my mirror
So I can see who I am,
But all I see is myself,
I don't ever see a man.
There stands a sad soul
Who is unhappy with himself,
Who wished that he was different,
As I wish; He was someone else.
I stare into my mirror
As always to myself I softly cry,
I wonder why no one ever hears me
And why in this life must I survive.
I wish that I was different
Though I know that, will never be
It be like the pebble becoming the rock
Or a bush, becoming a tree.
I gaze into my mirror
As I stand there all alone
Why must it be me against the world
Why must I help every one else’s moan.
I then see the fool that I am
He is gazing right back at me,
I know that he will always fail
Because a man, they wont let him be.
I reflect into my mirror
As I see my years come and go,
I know that for me, it will only be me
And for everyone else I must show.
And I know the time will come one day
When my son will make his stand,
And into his mirror I hope when he looks,
Through the help of family and friends, he sees a man.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Kalmuck Bride
I HAVE saddled your white steed, and I have burnished them-
Your belt with crystal clasps, your lance, your scimitar,
Your carbine silver-chased; now ere you mount and ride
Across the sky-wide steppe, a horseman to the war:
A promise make your bride: that at the self-same hour,
Whether you gallop on or halt in some wide mart,
You'll look up at the moon, so round, so full, so bright,
The almost moveless moon, with longing in your heart!
And I beside the tent will gaze and gaze and gaze
Upon the self-same moon that's like the looking-glass
You brought me from the fair of whitened Kadajah,
The present from your hand in which I saw my face.
(Shine, lance and scimitar, shine belt, and shine, carbine,
With magic of the moon I have endued your shine!)
Charmed by that double gaze, the moon that's won unto
The magic I contrive, will mirror my wan face,
And you will see above, so far, so still, so sad,
The daughter of the Khan who nightly seeks your gaze.
poem by Padraic Colum
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Saint Dominics Preview
Shammy [chamois] cleaning all the windows,
Singing songs about edith piafs soul.
And I hear blue strains of no regredior
Across the street from cathedral notre dame.
Meanwhile back in san francisco
Were trying hard to make this whole thing blend,
As we sit upon this jagged
Storey block, with you my friend.
And its a long way to buffalo.
Its a long way to belfast city too.
And Im hoping the choice wont blow the hoist
cos this town, they bit off more than they can chew.
As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on
As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on
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All the orange boxes are scattered.
We get to safeways supermarket in the rain.
And everybody feels so determined
Not to feel anyone elses pain.
(you know that) no ones making no commitments
To anybody but themselves,
Hidin behind closed doorways,
Tryin to get outside, outside of empty shells
And for every cross-cuttin country corner,
For every hank williams railroad train that cried,
And all the chains, badges, flags and emblems
And every strain on every brain and every eye (? )
As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on
As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on
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And the restaurant tables are completely covered.
The record company has paid out for the wine.
You got everything in the world you ever wanted
Right about now your face should wear a smile.
Thats the way it all should happen
When youre in, when youre in the state youre in;
Youve got your pen and notebook ready,
I think its about time, time for us to begin.
And were over in a 52nd street apartment,
Socializing with the whino few,
Just to be hip and get wet with the jet set.
But theyre flying too high to see my point of view.
As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on
As we gaze out on, as we gaze out on
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See them freedom marching,
Out on the street, freedom marching.
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song performed by by Van Morrison
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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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Fix Your Gaze
When you hit your note
Its like you had no choice
I cant resist distractions web
When you use that voice
On a crowded stage
I play soliloquy
Im at the center of the earth
When you gaze on me
The familiar ring of the native drums
Sometimes I hardly recognize it
Inspiration comes
With the tip of my mind
Holding back the sea
I have no choice but to prevail
When you gaze on me
Ive got the ghost of a new machine
Where I can find reality routine
Every time you fix your gaze on me
When you gaze on me
I feel a ring of fire
When you gaze on me
And I lose all desire
Fix your heart on me
Ill show you what Ive memorized
Fix your gaze on me
I need to see your eyes [uh - good god!]
Out in the cold the assassin waits
Armored by love no sword can penetrate
Every time you fix your heart on me
Im a new machine
Where I can find reality routine
Every time you fix your gaze on me
song performed by by Utopia
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Road Trippin'
Road trippin' with my two favorite allies
Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
It's time to leave this town
It's time to steal away
Let's go get lost
Anywhere in the U.S.A.
Let's go get lost
Let's go get lost
[Chorus:]
Blue you sit so pretty
West of the one
Sparkles light with yellow icing
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
These Smiling eyes are just a mirror for
So much as come before those battles lost and
won
This life is shining more forever in the sun
Now let us check our heads
And let us check the surf
Staying high and dry's
More trouble than it's worth
In the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
Just a mirror for the sun
These Smiling eyes are just a mirror for
In Big Sur we take some time to linger on
We three hunky dory's got our snakefinger on
Now let us drink the stars
It's time to steal away
Let's go get lost
Right here in the U.S.A
[Chorus]
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for
These smiling eyes are just a mirror for
Your smiling eyes are just a mirror for
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from Californication
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My Mirror
The mirror and I have this relationship
complicated as can be;
sometimes my shadow it is
non-consequential.
But other times I gaze
for minutes on end
to see which me
lives there
gazing back at me.
Sometimes I wince
touching the tiny scratches
to see
if they are in the mirror
or in my skin.
I've looked naked into it
turning slowly
front back
and sideways
using my critical eye;
not so bad here
gravity winning there.
I have this relationship
with my mirror
complicated it seems.
But it lights up times
when I suddenly
feel your arm
at my shoulder's edge;
when your light
shines in my mirror's eye.
I want to keep you there
for this
and many years.
I have had this complicated relationship
with my mirror
uncomplicated
by you and all these
many years.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Moth and The Mirror
We have the mirror, which shows unseen traits of beings.
Even the trait of the greedy moth,
Who attempts to teach absurd meanings.
The strong and reflective mirror, uncovers this self-proclaimed prophet.
Teaching of false and foolish things,
His only focus is to taste of the gold-rimmed goblet.
So the next time you gaze into a mirror,
Your unseen traits may become clearer.
poem by Preston Simmons
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The Basilisk and the Mirror
There once was a basilisk
Who never wanted to be alone,
But never had any friends
because one look would make them run in fear.
This basilisk could never look into its lover's eyes,
For its lover would turn to stone
And be all alone.
There once was a mirror,
Which displayed exactly the truth.
Some would want to doubt this mirror,
For its truth is the whole truth
Without a lie in its sights.
There once was a lonely basilisk and a truthful mirror,
Forbidden for one to see,
And one right even without a gaze to be seen.
The basilisk felt hopeless and rejected,
And wanted to ask the mirror why.
As always the mirror responded truthfully.
And now there is only stone within its sight.
There once was a basilisk,
With power one could only dream.
But now there is only a stone,
Old, crumbling, and grey.
It used to have life
But now is a stone to stay.
poem by Ryan A. McGraw
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