I look at the Mirror

I see her...

I look at the mirror and there I see

a very young woman smiling back at me.

With dark brown eyes, mysterious and deep,

she hides her monsters with secrets to keep.

I look at the mirror and there I see

the flaws on her face in morbid scrutiny.

She believes her lie--she's nothing but a beast,

with her heart intact to stay human at least.

I look at the mirror and there I see

someone with a name but without identity.

She used to be sure, now she's lost in her way

with nowhere to go, not even a place to stay.

I look at the mirror and there I see

the greatest of failures in world history.

With sins and mistakes all piled up so high

will one fervent prayer grant her mercy to die?

I look at the mirror and there I see

a shattered soul in poignant poetry.

Adorned with applause, hailed as divine

I pity the girl in her miserable shrine.

Author's Note

Photo credit: Google images.

Reviews

[Calibaster]

I pity her too. I love Google. :) ;) Great job though, I'll admit, I looked at the picture for a good minute before actually reading the poem. ;) You truly have a way with words. Keep up the good work!

[Blue]

Thank you, Alverrann.

[Calibaster]

You're very welcome. :)

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I felt the progression in the flow of this poem.
Strong write with pull and direction.
Feeling regrets, loss, and seeking relief.
Viewing the changing image and what time creates during life.

[Blue]

Thank you, Josie.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

You are Welcome!

[Tam Warink]

It is not the prayer that grants the mercy to die but rather that which the prayer is directed toward.

[Blue]

Words of wisdom. Thank you, Tam.

[icelandicblue]

I saw the woman aging in each stanza finding more flaws and less of herself. It is the curse of anyone who only identifies themselves through their looks. Well done and very well written.

[Blue]

Thank you so much.

[s y e]

I adore that photo, it's beautiful!

I missed reading you, this is amazing. Your description is on spot and you tell the story really, really well.

[Blue]

I missed reading you, too. Sorry, I was quite busy these days. Thank you again.

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing description in the poem. Each set of lines brought the reader in and made the reader want more. When we look at the mirror. We can see what we want to see or see the hidden demons sometimes. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Blue]

Thank you, Coyote.

[annabellee]

The mirror can be your enemy. Very well written poem. Loved it :)

[Blue]

Thank you, Anna.

[Inda]

I see a fantastic poet! Loved every line and the repetition was very effective, a very open and emotional piece that rings true. Fantastic!

[Blue]

Thank you, Inda.

[Simon Welsh]

Look in whatever mirror you want; when I see you I see an adorable little pixie :)

[Blue]

Always the sweet one. Thank you, Elliot.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Amazing write, your closing kicked me in the chest... Bravo to you!

[Blue]

Thank you.