My Mirror

by Maple Tree   Mar 3, 2012


Transparent wall
coated, silver ice
frozen vanity screams
In visions of truth
finger to finger
connected
as one,
becoming
two....

My mirror tells a story
that I wish not to hear
of inner, dying casualty's
created out of fear.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Ending Credits

    O.O

    Darling, You have officially BLOWN my mind!!! I am so jealous...that I didn't create this poem myself!!!
    A-mazing. Captivitating and intruiging. INTERESTING and mysterious. There are so many adjectives I have for this piece! Point: I love it, I love it!

    5/5

    I was thinking about copying and pasting my favorite stanza - but then I realized how funny that would be - because, I'd just end up copying and pasting the whole thing :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Ronel McCarthy

    'One gets a clear image of the mirror then the deeper meaning unfolds .'Dying casualty's created out of fear'......very deep. :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Ms Happiness

    Wow what a poem:)
    I trully love it^_^

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