Self Image Poems - Poems about Self Image

Is a Mirror Just a Mirror

A mirror isn't just a frame,
A sheet of glass that speaks your name.
It shows your image. Yes, it's true–
But now the whole of what is you.
It doesn't bend, it doesn't fake,
It captures truths you cannot break. 

But mirror hide in the other forms–
In quiet thoughts, in silence storms. 
In words that bruise, in eyes that

Is a Mirror Just a Mirror

A mirror isn't just a frame,
A sheet of glass that speaks your name.
It shows your image. Yes, it's true–
But now the whole of what is you.
It doesn't bend, it doesn't fake,
It captures truths you cannot break.

But mirror hide in the other forms–
In quiet thoughts, in silence storms. 
In words that bruise, in eyes that know,
In

Old Again, Young Again

The mirror of a life that’s mine
Sits journeyed in the wall.
The face is young, its glance is not,
As old and young recall. 

The answer, fading, pauses there 
Though burning in the mind,
Young again to feel the world,
Yet aged well like fine wine. 

We can just once have been there young,
Where now we cast, as old

Self Image

Picture you inside your mind
who you are and what you find.
Your image did not develop overnight
long and slow did your self image sight.

The picture is not in another mind,
what they perceive or what they find.
That image of who they think they see,
is not what your inner self might be.

Imposed by others, data may flawed be,
Your

mind's eye

not grounding mentality
in bounds of reality
vows turn unverifiable
truth becoming pliable
judgments unreliable
when the working of our brain 
leads toward being less sane

few usually agree
about structure of life's key
existence is that which is
beyond schemes in sales pitches
theories in various niches
worth being more selective
in forming of perspective

the self-image we maintain
was created by our brain
designed and fabricated
by what recall

Be

Be kind but not weak
Be strong without falling into cruelty 

Be who you want to be without crafting a false identity 
Be someone worth knowing

Green

they tell you
you hog the sun
so you shed your leaves
and thin your branches
for others to take
what was already theirs
if only they grew
as beautiful and strong
as you

Mangia Mangia

there once was a woman named Mimi
she never would wear a bikini
	when she was asked why
	she didn’t blink an eye
said, “I’ve eaten too much linguine!”

The Mirror

Mirror mirror,
 on the wall,
who will catch me,
if i fall? 

it won’t be you,
stood over there,
only there for me,
when i feel the need to stare,

Why trust a mirror ? 
if it changes your perspective,
when all  really shows,
is a false reflective.

a mirror will only shows you,
what’s skin deep,
but not the way your hair lies,
when you

Prayer For Self-Image

Help me to
find identity in you
understand my worth
value your standards
recognize my unique qualities
designed by you
Lord, to you I pray

Help me to 
appreciate me
see myself the way you see me
understand that you Lord
fashioned me too a little lower than the angels
view you as my author and designer
Lord, before you these things I lay

Help me to
see you

The Riddle of Shiny Helen

Love hearts and scabby knees.
Dead flies and stinging bees.
Dirty nails and sweaty lips.
Fishnets with ragged slips.
Eyeholes in a hessian sack.
Pimples on a tattooed back.
Toys that she just can’t unpack.
Helen. 
Secret Helen.

Lies from a mother’s heart.
Secrets that fell apart.
Beauty too divine to see.
As purple as a Judas Tree.
Singing from her cradle jail.
A baby crying weak and

First-Person Personal

First-Person Personal
By Sy Roth

Here adrift wrapped in a coat of heebeejeebies
Fearful of using the first-person personal
Masking it instead by holograms of itself,
Playful non-entities cavorting among the semi-living.

Used to squirrel the words away like nuts now dormant in a tree’s hollow
Used to look for them wherever they could be found tail-fluttering into the hollow
Liked the slippery

Self Reflections

SELF REFLECTIONS

These are poems about mirrors, images, self-image, reflections, impressions and self-reflection. 

Self Reflection
by Michael R. Burch 

for anyone struggling with self-image

She has a comely form
and a smile that brightens her dorm ...
but she's grossly unthin
when seen from within;
soon a griefstricken campus will mourn.

Yet she'd never once criticize
a friend for the size of her thighs.
Do

Aster

Staring in the cracked reflector
She feels a powerful sense
To make amends, to apologize
And to commit recompense

Struggling to find the words
And spew her apologies far
Her troubles are hardly over
There’s nothing to apologize for

They tell her and tell her and tell her again
But believing is half of the cure
She’s not a bad person, she hasn’t sinned
Of that

You'Re a Weirdo

You are so very weird
Your weirdness shines true
There are so very few,
Who are weirder than you.

You see, weirdness is relative
Weirdness is wacky
But the right kind of weirdness
Makes true weirdos happy

If you were not weird
Well that would be weird
Weirder than the fact
That weirdness is feared

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