Mirror Poems | Examples of Mirror Poetry

I stood in front of the mirror As naked as could be The goal was to make an estimation of me I saw eyes That overlooked truth for lies In order to prepare a drink For lips That greedily sipped To strengthen breasts That harbored contention To energize feet That blindly followed the path of dissension I stood in the front of the mirror After scrubbing vigorously The goal...

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Contest : The Prismatic Self Sponsor : Daniel Henry Rodgers Date submitted : 19/5/25 —————- “Contests around track, contests for followers, for best tasting wine, most exquisite architectural design ~ endless quests to become best versions of Self, sharpen mind, mould Soul to perfection, through which Divine can chime, new times.” Poet ————— Descend into Earth amphitheater unawakened, costumed, dire straits crows or...

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I opened my eyes when it was too late. The river passed before my wide-open eyes. I missed my childhood; I was a prisoner in my mind. Neither God was called, nor nature invoked. Fate took the driving seat of my life, Only regret will not compensate now! The grass was greener, The sky seemed clearer, And when I look back in the mirror, What...

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As a kid my hair was a very easy fix, just pull it back with a rubber band into a ponytail. As a teen a ponytail was not going to work, off to the hair shop with picture in hand. I sat in the chair and said, I want to look like this picture. I sat dreaming about my great new...

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I say the word and feign a Freudian slip From between its legs duplicities drip Often doubling as a quip and tasting chalky, just a bit History will record the troubling truth that I never existed if I don’t submit I’ll submit this thing as if it’s a soliloquy while being transparent with reverse psychology When transparency is brutal it packs a...

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Generation, slide like land? Fall into the sea? Toil, tamarind! Much is planned! So then, file my plea! Weather, looking bad of late. Volcanic my hate! Cross the world or just the strait? Better set the date! Thunder, roll above us all! Floodwaters to rise! Fate and Fortune, fill the hall! He who seeks the prize: Here is one last riddle! Nothing is to last? Play, O second fiddle? Goblin,...

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Glass reflects behind, Fading scenes of yesterday, Gone, yet still in view. ©bfa051725 ...

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I looked in the mirror and saw you, my lost child, You, a falling star in the night of time, buried beneath a sky full of silences, You were a whirlwind of questions, a storm of thoughts dancing in the moonlight, A rain of tears flowing secretly, wrapping your eyes in veils of mystery. I remember the song of...

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If it's a choice to be happy is it a choice to be beautiful? Will beauty wrap me up in sherpa and bake me until I'm gold brown like the perfect chocolate chip cookie, if I will it? What is beauty anyway? Is it even real? Or will it all just disappear with our flesh as it wastes away into the earth it once called beautiful?...

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I stared into the mirror's glass, But saw no face, just smoke and ash. A grin that wasn't mine took hold, Its teeth were crooked, dead, and cold. It whispered truths I dared not know, Of buried screams and blood below. It showed me hands I'd never raised, Yet bore the stains of those I razed. Now every night I meet its gaze, Trapped...

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Philosophers and scientists agree There is much more to life than we now know. We do know we cannot trust what we see The hand’s too quick and our eyes are too slow. Who we are is the query of the day And has been from the very dawn of time. Are we closer to the truth? Who can say? Answers will...

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Damaged Goods Damaged goods describe both the external and internal features. After all, external damaged goods refer to those features because the internal features are still whole, functional, useful… Hey, many people delight in getting such a great deal. It works on the inside and that's what counts and is relevant. Who cares about a ding,...

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A PERCEPTIVE VIBE FROM ME TO YOU Come sit and vibe with me With an open mind receptacle; Listen to my pouring out of positivity And to what you may find acceptable:- Oh, in the challenges of life, We must put all things in perspective; Particularly those that bring about strife, And propels us into being self-reflective:- Perspective prepares personal preservation; Heeding one to...

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I'm not the youth I used to be I think that's got its worthwhile perks though the mirror sometimes disagrees With wisdom came a couple wrinkles and a few dear friends who stood the test of time I'm not the youth I used to be I don't think I'd have the stamina to start it all again it's taken all my energy...

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I meet myself at the edge of mirror glass— its surface holds me like a verdict; renders me in symmetry I do not trust. Do I offer brilliance, or only repetition? Each submission a blade, each stanza a wound— I split myself into offerings, waiting for the weight of judgment. The axe does not ask, only answers. It falls, sharp with certainty—yes...

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