The Mirage of Shay

by Rusheena   May 13, 2011


I'm not an adjective.
I'm not the hairstyle that I wear.
I'm not the glasses that I constantly push up on my face.
I'm not my face.

I am a person.
I am a creation.
I am lovely.

Yet, I make myself the hairstyle I wear,
the glasses that I push up on my face.
I make myself an image and not a part of me,

that phantom in the corner,
that image that resembles a face.
But it hasn't been a face in a long time.
That was months ago,when I was a person and not a puppet, years ago, when I had a voice to speak.

Now, all that remains is a mere shadow,
a silhouette that never follows its body.
All that's left is just a dark figure,
being stepped on everyday by strangers.
All that lingers is merely a vision that can be
stretched and shrunken but never touched.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Marcy Lewis

    I had this in my favorites already, apparently. And rated. Don't know why I couldn't comment. This is such a powerful write. I love reading poems like this. The girls who break through, start to accept themselves, and shed who they once were. It's awesome. You wrote this wonderfully, Rusheena. <3

    "I'm not an adjective.
    I'm not the hairstyle that I wear.
    I'm not the glasses that I constantly push up on my face.
    I'm not my face."

    The last line in comparison to the third was just BAM to me. It's a strong, hard statement. Almost an adamant refusal to find anything about yourself that you are other than your heart. This whole stanza had me sold on the whole poem the second I read it.

    I am a person.
    I am a creation.
    I am lovely.

    Stating what you actually are, just in general - minus all physicality, is a really good idea. It was creative, and it was a coming-out thing, to me. Like you had to speak out and let people know you accept who you are - and you're masterfully crafted by God, girl. Fearfully and wonderfully made.

    This is good. I can re-read this a hundred times.

    • 11 years ago

      by Rusheena

      Aww! Thanks, Linda! <3

  • 11 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    The first two stanzas are power statements! Such a wonderful opening... showing the reader that you are more than just your appearance, you are a lovely person who they should get to know before judging!

    "That was months ago,when I was a person and not a puppet, years ago, when I had a voice to speak. "

    ^ Love this line.

    Society is cruel, they make us feel like we should be a certain type of person, this tall or this weight... blonde hair, blues eyes... but we are all different, all beautiful in our own way.

    The way I interpret this poem is that you wear a mask, afraid to show anyone your true self for fear of judgement... hence the line "being stepped on everyday by strangers."

    It's hopeful at the beginning and sad in the ending... overall, a good piece!

    • 11 years ago

      by Rusheena

      Thanks, Hannah. As always, a great interpretation :)