Lyric Mirror Poems

There’s a mirror in front of me, Jesus
There is a wind, a breath in me God;
No matter the vision, the view
Father I’m gonna let your...

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Before now, I saw you my reaper, the mirror of me
Spitting insolent bile any time I'd spend a penny or three
Simultaneously scrutinising every crooked line...

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I lie here in an empty freezing prison cell, 
Alone apart from the black mirror in my hands. 
How long I have been here I...

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The Mirror
Short Poem
By: Tom
2/12/2021

It’s difficult to build a future,
if thinking you’re a victim of your past.
When days feel as if suspended in time,
and hope is...

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The Mirror
Written: by Miracle Man
July 17, 2020

Each day i see lives bathed in turmoil,
who gaze at mirrors, and for help grope
Who let daily events cause...

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Who Am I ?
By George W. Clever-----12 June 2020 
	
Who am I?				I’m just a nut.
Patch on my eye.		Big ears to help me fly.
A Weird kid...

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I’m front and center in this barroom 
Every single night of every week
The things I’ve seen would honestly
Make you cringe in disbelief 
And seldom does...

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In the mirrors of life, I see
Reflections shining back at me;
I am like a nomad drifting,
The sands of time they keep shifting,
Always moving on,
Fading, fading,...

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Damn you Narcissus,
You've locked her in this cage
A cage so empty from blindness
She sees what I deny

Cause lonely is the mirror 
She sees your soul
Your...

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There I go…watching a young girl across my garden,
her body language exposing both pleasure  and piety—
soil   roots tended  with naturalness amidst...

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The Mirror
Tom
7/13/2018

Each morning I face a mirror,
And observe the fleeing of time.
This tells me the end grows nearer,
Than it was during my prime;

The time I...

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A fool word’s


Am I just a fool ?

Or I ‘ve seen the truth ?

When I came to this world

I was a little  baby

Feeling hope...

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Atheistic beneficent credo,
dogmatically evokes fundamental
gnostic humanistic invocations,
joyously kickstarting literary

métier, native oeuvre
pulsating quintessentially,
rudimentary schema
traversing utilitarian vectors,
winsomely xing yore zen.
*     *  ...

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I found myself lost in the past
I found myself lost in the future
I was looking around me, aghast
I had to take hold of the water

This...

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Mirror Universe 

In the ethereal cosmos of your subconsciousness
Is the mirror universe
Of the symptoms of your stagnate mind 
That you thought you left behind

A systematic...

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