A Poem by emipoemi

The glass is wide, the glass is small,

The frame is short, the frame is tall,

Whate’er the case, ’twould still reveal

The simple, true, profound, surreal.


Within a mirror we would see

That which we know ourselves to be.

Yet should we venture deeper we

Would chance on our mortality.


Such spectral marvel on the sly

Would change its form as time goes by,

Providing us with subtle signs

Of how our vibrancy declines.


No tugs or twitches would we feel

As our soul parts, and makes us kneel

Before the image in the glass,

Informing us it’s time to pass.


’Twould, then, extend a tender hand,

And lead us to a wonderland,

Where nothing pains and nothing mars;

Where we may lie amidst the stars.


Within a mirror we would see

The person we have grown to be,

And what we all would apprehend

When silenced sounds forebode the end.


© 2017 emipoemi

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our perceptions can be as deep or as wide as we allow them to be. they can lie or they can be brutally honest. just because the reflection is there, doesn't mean we actually see it. nice rhythm to this piece.

Posted 8 Months Ago

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I love this a lot. i really do, its beautiful

Posted 8 Months Ago

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8 Months Ago

I'm glad you do! Thank you!
Great theme! The specter of mortality does indeed dwell within each and every mirror. Is it weird I find that comforting? ☺ The first two stanzas are especially strong in their imagery and structure. This is very well done; you should be proud!

Posted 8 Months Ago

WOW. The first stanza is such a great hook. It was written in a very thought-out way. So intricate, so... I don't even know where I was going anymore. But it was an amazing hook and the rest did not disappoint. I'm excited to go through the rest of your work. I want to find other diamonds awaiting to be discovered. Added it to my favorites. This made me... FEEL.

Posted 8 Months Ago


8 Months Ago

This made my day!! Thank you! Know these poems that I have posted so far are from my first phase of .. read more

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Added on June 14, 2017
Last Updated on June 14, 2017
Tags: poetry, poem, mirrors, life and death



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