Gossip
Shhh, come here
I want to tell you something.
It's about me, yes
it's really bad!
I can't look at myself
in the mirror, I'm guilt ridden.
The person I was has gone
and a stranger looks back.
I've the same face
same eyes, same voice
but on the inside, I've changed,
been messed up.
My mother would turn in her grave,
if she knew, I'm ashamed!
I've been bad, really bad
and now I've told you.
Are you a loose canon
a trumpet ready to blow,
a blackmailer, a villain?
What do you say,
can you keep a secret?
Will you tell?
Will you?
Do you like a bit of gossip?
poem by Ruth Walters
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Nap Time
Your poet kisses
poems received in gratitude
for now, he naps
dreaming placid
facets you
shhh...
all is quiet
in torrent ridden
Toronto
he naps,
you his mind
island before
the rushing of hours
shhh...
you the warmth
still
so very gentle
copyright Randy Resh 2008
poem by Randy Resh
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Learn To Do It With The Action
Slaughtered by the onslaught of thoughts.
That are deep and hidden,
To leave one feeling guilt ridden.
Don't let them ride your back like that.
Decide right now,
You want satisfaction.
Slaughtered by the onslaught of thoughts.
That are deep and hidden,
To leave one feeling guilt ridden.
Don't let them ride your back like that.
Decide you want satisfaction,
And...
Satisfaction is where it's at.
Some people find themselves getting crazed,
Over things they can't afford to give.
As if they are committed to give and not get.
So they sit and twist their minds into fits.
Some people find themselves getting crazed,
When the holidays of feeding greed...
Come to empty their pockets then leave.
Like a buyer's remorse that's grieved.
Oh no,
Let go of the hold.
It's not worth the beholding.
Slaughtered by the onslaught of thoughts.
That are deep and hidden,
To leave one feeling guilt ridden.
Don't let them ride your back like that.
Decide you want satisfaction,
And...
Satisfaction is where it's at.
Don't allow a guilt to ride attached to your back.
Learn to grab some satisfaction.
Don't allow a guilt to ride like that!
Learn to grab some satisfaction.
And...
Learn to do it with the action.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things are not what they seem
I look in the mirror
And I see a person filled with confidence
I look in the mirror
And see a person filled with love
I look in the mirror
And I see a man that beats the best
I look in the mirror
And I see a man that is better than the rest
I look in the mirror
And see a man with a heart of gold
I look in the mirror
And see a man that everyone wants to be
I look in the mirror and you touch my shoulder
I look in the mirror and I see you
You tell me to wipe my tears because Daddy is here
poem by Eugene Robbe Timson
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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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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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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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Stranger In My Mirror
there's a stranger in my mirror, who don't know how to behave. he keeps grinnin
bout you and whistilin tunes, while he ought to be watchin, we move alike and
we loo the same but i swear we've got totally different brains and the love
we're in with you, just makes it clear, he used to be my win, now there's a
stranger in my mirror. and he doesn't want to go out drinkin with all of his
friends no more, he's got both of thinkin, you're what we;re livin for. we've
gone crazy and we can't recover. you're always on one mind or the other. i
admit we should be certified. he's a little schizophrenic and so am i, there's
a stranger in my mirror, who don't know how to be have, he keeps grinnin bout
you and whistlin tunes. while he ought to be watchin me shave, we move alike
and we loo the same but i swear we've got totally different brains and the love
we're in with you, just makes it clear, he used to be my win, now there's a
stranger in my mirror.
and he's always doin little things i never thought i'd do, like lookin at
diamond rings, drwin hearts and writin i love you's. thought it was just a case
of mild affection, until i cought a glimpse of my reflection. i looked up into
my own eyes. and saw someone startin back i didn't recognize.
there's a stranger in my mirror, who don't know how to behave. he keeps grinnin
bout you and whistilin tunes, while he ought to be watchin, we move alike and
we loo the same but i swear we've got totally different brains and the love
we're in with you, just makes it clear, he used to be my win, now there's a
stranger in my mirror. lord i'm in love with you and there's a stranger in my
mirror.
song performed by by Randy Travis
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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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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Grey and Mournful Stranger
Years haunted by that stranger
That dark stranger from my past
Now diminished in his influence
With his picture fading fast.
You ask me who’s that stranger
And why did he have that power
To regulate my daily life
And render sweetness sour?
That stranger was false memories
That stranger was a dream
Of how I seemed to others
Not what I might have been.
That stranger would forbid me
From seeking freedom’s goals
That stranger like a tourniquet
Was slow strangling my soul.
That grey and mournful stranger
Now a stranger clear to me
Was simply an illusion
And was never meant to be.
But now his picture’s fading
My feelings now feel real once more
I shan’t seek out that stranger
Nor invite him to my door.
For I’d mistaken that cold stranger
For a person I once knew
But that person was not ever me
And it’s now time to start anew.
poem by David Keig
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Inner Self (mirror of emotions)
Ever looked at yourself in a mirror
did you like anything about you
look at your innerself
rare emotions come up
dont know what to feel anymore
numb inside but hurt also
all you want to do is hurt yourself
trying to get back your happiness
but you know its gone
knowing its not coming back
look in the mirror
what has changed you
into this person
dont know who you are
makes you mad
where you shatter the mirror with your fists
shouting why! ! ! and you look at your fists
and just laugh
knowing it satisifed you for a little bit
until a wash of emotions rise again.
You cant control them
the only comfort you have
is hurting yourself and god
you look into that mirror
seeing your eyes fill with tears
knowing the person you loved
is gone
cant do nothign to bring them back
mad at yourself for not talking to them
not knowning when they will go
ALL YOU THINK OF IS WHY!
AND TO HURT YOURSELF.
but you cant do it..
poem by Ashhy Quebedeau
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A Reflection
At one time I was blind
Blinded by the person in the mirror
The person in the mirror
Was someone I didn't like
A person that was full of anger
Anger which know one could stop
A person who was dishonest
A person who lied to themselves
A person who lied, cheated and stole
This person scared me
Yet the reflection I seen
Was me
How could this be me?
I didn't like this person I was looking at
That person couldn't of been me
Yet it was time to face the facts
This was me
This is who I'am
Now I know I had to change
If I didn't like this person
Then who would like this person?
poem by Ashley Olson
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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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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Mirror...
I Looked At The Mirror
Mirror, Looked Back At Me
I Asked The Mirror
What Do You See?
The Mirror Smiled
“Same As You See”
I Touched The Mirror
The Mirror, Touched Me
Pressing To Break Thru
Glass Vanity
For Tho’ Eye To Eye
Sometimes I See
Mirror’s Right
Is Left To Me
And My Right Side … Made Mirror Left
I Got Perplexed At Imagery
And I Turned Away From Mirror
And Mirror Turned From Me
Our Backs To Each Other
Exposed Rigidly
But, Both Turned Back To Face
And Touch Same Place, And Be
Contained and Content
In Each Other’s Space Respectfully
We Shattered The Barrier
Between Mirror and Me
Back To Reflecting Our World
And The Same Things, We See …
Oh … Mirror, Mirror …
Reflecting You … Seeing Me …
poem by MoonBee Canady
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Ego Trip
With A Guilt Ridden Frown Hidden Smiling Deep Down
Laughing At The Crowd Nauseating Sound As The Blind
Lead The Blind On A Crusade For Sight Corralled In The Corner
This Leash Is Too Tight I Can't Keep Up This Act
Please Expand The Role Choking On Dialogue
You've All Heard Before With A Guilt Ridden Frown Hidden Smiling
Deep Down Dying Inside Paint A Smile On This Clown
Tainted Face Jaded By Disgrace Regurgitate Your Faith
Fornicate Your Mind All That Hides Inside Roll Around
song performed by by Mushroomhead from Mushroomhead
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Mirroring the shades of me
I look into the mirror and
Seeing not only a reflection of myself,
This world or the world daring me to enter
But the person I use to be
The one I'm afraid to be again
The person who would tear your heart apart
And not care
The person that didn't take her education seriously
The type of person that wanted to do
What she wanted to do
I see the person I am
Someone who helps you
No matter what
Even if I'm the one getting kicked
The senior in high school getting ready for graduation
Hovering over the next level of my life
But trying to find a way up out of the middle of the ocean
Everyone calls life in an education box
This is where I will discover
The mouse and tiger inside of me
Don't want to think of separating
Of being alone
And on my own
It's faded but there as I glance into the mirror
I see the person I will be
A person who helps other people
Discover that people with disabilities
Are not so different
I have found my way up the education latter
Helping people
Showing them there is someone that cares
And believes that they can do
Whatever they set their mind too
As if my mind was coming back to me
Out of a dream
My eyes cleared
As I realized I was just
Standing in front of a mirror
Thinking of that red cap and gown again
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Mirroring The Shades of Me
I look into the mirror and
Seeing not only a reflection of myself,
This world or the world daring me to enter
But the person I use to be
The one I'm afraid to be again
The person who would tear your heart apart
And not care
The person that didn't take her education seriously
The type of person that wanted to do
What she wanted to do
I see the person I am
Someone who helps you
No matter what
Even if I'm the one getting kicked
The senior in high school getting ready for graduation
Hovering over the next level of my life
But trying to find a way up out of the middle of the ocean
Everyone calls life in an education box
This is where I will discover
The mouse and tiger inside of me
Don't want to think of separating
Of being alone
And on my own
It's faded but there as I glance into the mirror
I see the person I will be
A person who helps other people
Discover that people with disabilities
Are not so different
I have found my way up the education latter
Helping people
Showing them there is someone that cares
And believes that they can do
Whatever they set their mind too
As if my mind was coming back to me
Out of a dream
My eyes cleared
As I realized I was just
Standing in front of a mirror
Thinking of that red cap and gown again
poem by Crystal Midnight
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Every Time I Look In The Mirror
Every time I look in the mirror
The tragedy keeps coming back
The echo’s from her pain
Creeping up inside my bones
It hurts too much to remember
The times that use to be
Every time I look in the mirror
Being trapped in my thoughts
Those painful visions
The memories of the night
My mind rewinding
And playing over again
Every time I look in the mirror
I keep seeing his face in disgust
Imaging his enabled pleasure
So proud by his accomplishment
As I look at him in despair
Every time I look in the mirror
Realizing that it’s all over
And did nothing to stop it
Helping her off the floor
Tattooed in a bloody scar
Choked in her every breath
Every time I look in the mirror
My heart races like a horse
Feeling it in my every move
My quivering body shaking with fear
So still I can feel my pulse
Every time I look in the mirror
I realize how much I miss her
And just want her back
That’s my secret wish
As I lay in bed every night
Wondering, wishing and praying
Every time I look in the mirror
The stillness of my image
The quietness of my thoughts
The sadness from my guilt
Over loading me inside
And the silence of my tears
Every time I look in the mirror
I can’t help but think
What would have happened
If it were me.. not her
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
poem by Derek Walcott (1986)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Eyes Of A Stranger
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All alone now
Except for the memories
Of what we had and what we knew
Everytime I try to leave it behind me
I see something that reminds me of you
Every night the dreams return to haunt me
Your rosary wrapped around your throat
I lie awake and sweat, afraid to fall asleep
I see your face looking back at me
And I raise my head and stare
Into the eyes of a stranger
Ive always known that the mirror never lies
People always turn away
From the eyes of a stranger
Afraid to know what
Lies behind the stare
Is this all thats left
Of my life before me
Straight jacket memories, sedative highs
No happy ending like theyve always promised
Theres got to be something left for me
And I raise my head and stare
Into the eyes of a stranger
Ive always known that the mirror never lies
People always turn away
From the eyes of a stranger
Afraid to know what
Lies behind the stare [lies behind my stare]
How many times must I live this tragedy
How many more lies will they tell me
All I want is the same as everyone
Why am I here, and for how long
And I raise my head and stare
Into the eyes of a stranger
Ive always known that the mirror never lies
People always turn away
From the eyes of a stranger
Afraid to know what
Lies behind the stare
song performed by by Queensryche
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Hidden Reflection
Walking up to a crystal clear mirror
Someone else appears to be looking at me
Who has been with me ever since I can remember
The mirror I look at shows the outside
Why can't I see the inside of myself
A person I haven't even met before
If I look deep enough into the mirror
Maybe I will see the person inside
Who helps guide me through my life
poem by Sarah Bruun
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