Tags : Mirrors

The hive is alive and well, thank you.

The hive is alive and well, thank you.

A Story by Sun Fox


Just my view on the collective consciousness; what it means to me. Originally posted on another site in April 2014.
All the Sides of Me

All the Sides of Me

A Poem by Cool Girl


This is a poem about mirrors.....
A LOOK AT MYSELF

A LOOK AT MYSELF

A Poem by Brian Kraklau


Down the hall and to the left.I extended my arm towards the door.i could feel my fingersWrapping around the handle.The unveiling of the bathroom floor..
Am I Pretty

Am I Pretty

A Story by atlas_lives


A young girl struggles with her image.
Only My Heart Has Hope

Only My Heart Has Hope

A Poem by Lauren Johnstone


Only my heart has hope, as I unveil the dying sun of my freedom.
Phantom

Phantom

A Story by Emily


There is a woman who haunts my dreams. She haunts my day, lives in my life. Wherever I go, she follows. She is a constant, steady presence th..
The Man In The Looking Glass

The Man In The Looking Glass

A Poem by Anna


The clock ticks leisurely through the night,a rhythm with the howling wind and rain.All the mirrors sleep under old white sheets,and they cannot refle..
The Path I've Stumbled Upon

The Path I've Stumbled Upon

A Story by Alec


It has been quite a while since I've last written here, so here's a short narration of some of my current restless thoughts, hopeful it will be the be..
Ghosts, Enigmas, Her Mirror

Ghosts, Enigmas, Her Mirror

A Poem by Willem DelFuego


How does a person see, when they have last the soul the give in pieces to another? The better question is: how will we see when we can not get the sha..
House of mirrors

House of mirrors

A Poem by Tamika


In this house of mirrors where fear is distorted, lingers the sound of nervous laughs and quiet tears. The walls show versions of reality that ar..
What can you see?

What can you see?

A Poem by Surabhi Kaushik


"Mirrors don't tell lies" they say. I wonder if you can see more of me than where your eyes travel? I wonder how much of me you can see in the mirror ..
A Mirror's Tale

A Mirror's Tale

A Poem by Jamie


Back to the dark stuff. Metaphors-what do I see?
Narcissus is Back

Narcissus is Back

A Poem by Arrianna


Describing a "friend."
Mirrors

Mirrors

A Poem by Gee


Vanity is not a strong point, same goes for forgiveness