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Her Mirror




The silvered glass held all it saw
kept from its viewer every flaw
Yet knew reflected in her eyes
the inner truth and hidden lies

A gift received when she was ten
full fifty year had sped since then
Each picture captured in the glass
recorded every year to pass

How happy was the image seen
when she as an expectant teen
Had stood before it to relate
the eagerness of her first date

At twenty-one another tale
adjustment of a wedding veil
Eyes that sparkled clear and bright
while speaking of the coming night

At thirty with a little aid
she hid the lines that worry made
And in the glass she’d clearly see
the image of what used to be

Fifty passed, she still denied
her raven hair came bottle dyed
While lips that held a deeper red
refused to count the years that fled

With clever makeup would prepare
to make the viewer unaware.
That time had changed her youthful face
and left her mother's in its place

The silvered glass held all it saw
found ways of masking every flaw
Concealing from the viewer's eyes
that there are times the mirror lies
Posted on 7/21/2007 1:53:55 PM
Posted on 7/22/2007 2:53:37 AM
thx cf
Posted on 7/22/2007 5:16:31 AM
Posted on 7/22/2007 6:39:24 AM
whatever you ask a mirror
it will ask back
if you ask it
what will you give me
it will ask you
what will you give me
if you ask it what is love
it will turn into a telescope
& point at you
     
if you ask it what is hate
it will do the same thing
     
if you ask it what is truth
it will break in nine pieces
     
if you ask it what is beauty
it will cast no reflection
     
if you ask it to show you the world
it will show you the eye of your...

        mother
Posted on 7/22/2007 8:10:59 AM
thx jameel

very nice
Posted on 7/22/2007 12:10:53 PM
Nice
Posted on 7/22/2007 1:35:29 PM
thx sonia
Posted on 7/22/2007 4:57:01 PM
~tasha~:
thx jameel

very nice



you are welcome dear

and thanks
Posted on 7/22/2007 7:13:44 PM
Today I meat a special someone
Who knew me right away
It was funny how she understood
All I had to say She listened to my problems
She listened to my dreams
We talked about love and life
She'd been there too it seems

I never once felt judged by her
She knew just how I felt
She seemed to just accept me
And all the problems I had delt

She didn't interupt me
Or need to have her say
She just listened very patiently
And didn't go away

I wanted her to understand
How much this meant to me
But as I went to hug her
Something startled me

I put my arms out infront of me
And went to draw her nearer
And then I realized that this someone
Was nothing but a mirror
Posted on 7/22/2007 8:31:19 PM
v cool tasha
nice eshajam
Posted on 7/22/2007 8:51:49 PM
Posted on 7/23/2007 1:10:16 AM
thank you very much..dear Queen..!!
Posted on 7/23/2007 1:10:51 AM
eshajam:
Today I meat a special someone
Who knew me right away
It was funny how she understood
All I had to say She listened to my problems
She listened to my dreams
We talked about love and life
She'd been there too it seems

I never once felt judged by her
She knew just how I felt
She seemed to just accept me
And all the problems I had delt

She didn't interupt me
Or need to have her say
She just listened very patiently
And didn't go away

I wanted her to understand
How much this meant to me
But as I went to hug her
Something startled me

I put my arms out infront of me
And went to draw her nearer
And then I realized that this someone
Was nothing but a mirror


Nice
Posted on 7/23/2007 4:08:08 AM
thank you so much sonia
Posted on 7/23/2007 4:12:24 AM
very nice jameel
Posted on 7/23/2007 5:06:58 AM
thanks
Posted on 7/23/2007 5:13:57 AM
Posted on 7/23/2007 6:29:15 AM
welcome tashi
Posted on 7/23/2007 11:37:46 PM
Posted on 7/24/2007 5:06:31 AM
There's someone in my mirror
staring back at me
There's someone in my mirror
who just wants to be free
There's someone in my mirror
whose depressed and all alone
There's someone in my mirror
who just wants a home
There's someone in my mirror
who wants to be cared for and loved
There's someone im my mirror
who just wants a hug
There's someone in my mirror
who hates her looks
There's someone in my mirror
who wants to feel good
I wish I can help her
and understand why?
But this girl in my mirror
can never close her eyes
Posted on 7/24/2007 6:04:42 AM
very nice jameel

and thanx king
Posted on 7/24/2007 6:06:05 PM
KING OF JB:

thanks king of kings
and you to dear
Posted on 7/24/2007 6:33:40 PM
keep it up jameel
Posted on 7/24/2007 7:37:16 PM
Look into the mirror, tears glide from your eyes,
Scars hidden on your legs, laughing when you cried.
Just as you would like to the tears slowly fall,
Imagining your body limp as you run from it all.

Its sitting in your pocket, hot against your leg,
You always try to yell no but you can hear it beg.
It seems like a good time to wallow in the pain,
So shutting your door you get it out again.

Staring at the floor you slowly hang your head,
As the massive pain envelopes, you lay back on your bed.

Just as you wanted, you slowly run out of breath,
Lightly carressed by deaths cold fingers running along your neck.
Step away from ur body,and glide into the hall,
You've done what you've lately wanted, no suffering anymore.

Look into the mirror, tears glide from her eyes,
Memories hidden behind her wall, laughing when she cries.
Just as she would like to, her tears slowly fall,
Imagining his body limp, when he ran from it all.
Posted on 7/25/2007 1:42:26 AM
Posted on 7/25/2007 5:25:47 AM
Posted on 7/25/2007 5:34:59 AM
welcome buddy
Posted on 7/25/2007 6:23:32 AM
KING OF JB:
mayri taraf say bi

thankkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkks
Posted on 7/26/2007 1:22:14 AM
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