Hi, Diane…I saw this topic and felt the urge to post a poem that I recently posted on my own page…I just seemed fitting…I love this theme… :love:
THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR
From the other side, I can see you,
Only inches from you, but you cannot see me.
I speak to you often, almost every day,
But you cannot hear me through the glass.
I am locked away in total seclusion,
No one sees me, though they look right at me.
I am just beyond you all,
Just a short distance, on the other side.
I hear all your secrets, your lies,
Yet, you never tell them to me directly.
I see you in all areas of your life,
Just from you walking past me.
I think of what it would be like to be free,
Just to get away from the darkness.
So close to the light you take for granted,
And so far away from its reach.
I have seen you laugh; I have seen you cry,
I have watched you just sitting in thought.
I have seen you smile; I have seen you angry,
You have thrown things at me, without knowing it.
I am here always, no one notices,
Just living your lives, as I watch.
Is it possible you will think of me,
The next time you look into a mirror?
I stand in front of the mirror,
Thinking of what has happened.
The reflection that is before me,
Is not the man of long ago.
I see kindness in my eyes,
Where there was once anger.
The pain that was in my heart,
Has vanished with the years.
The mirror shows us for what we are,
The past produces no reflection.
I change every single day,
But the mirror does not detect it.
The mirror can be unkind,
It focuses on our flaws.
Even though our hearts are pure,
It concentrates simply on my image.
Years go by, I continue to change,
My youth has vanished with those years.
Each day I have new aches and pains,
But the mirror doesn’t notice.
In the morning, I will return to the mirror,
I will again be judged by my appearance.
It will not remember me from the day before,
It will not remember my changes.
Sleepy poo..I love you
Adding smiles as you do
Blessings true
Thank you for being Special you :love: :love: :love:
See you tomorrow Thank you for being here making Thematic Attic a success :groovy: :love: :love:
my tears
my tears from my eyes
wash you way
you made my believe
it will all be ok
the shadows from on sweet memory
reminds me of all
we could’ve been
but now your gone
and i am dead
lay your head
and dream and think
of those sweet memories
I look in the mirror to see a woman who’s first part of years have taken its toll on my youthful look
I see time has slipped away before me leaving traces of a life;s story upon my face.
I see the past scares , from heart aches that has stained my face by the sun that has dried up my tears of pain
I see my eyes yearning for something more to bring a glow upon my face.
I see the scares of a love that went terribly wrong shadow near my lips a reminder of a terrifying fate.
I see a spirit not yet fully born and ready for so much more than life could ever give my soul.
The lines of time I have embraced upon my face only to see maturity to come with grace.
Each line is apart of my history my now and my future.
There is still so many line’s of time that can draw a life map upon my face Many years from now to when I am old and gray .
I just wounder if the lines of a life are going to be soft and gentle,
or will they be deep like scares of a trying hardship life.
It only seems like yesterday when I was so young .
When I look in the mirror I wounder where my youth has gone.
It is only a reflection and not the shape of my heart.
I am full of life ,looking for where my heart fits in this world.
I am a spirit that has learned to be true to be free I must always believe in me.
I am a person who helps nature create and rebuild from the elements of strife.
I am a person who loves to celebrate life.
I am a soul that wants to see and touch everything heavenly.
I am a person who lives a spiritual freedom.
I breath it sleep it and embrace it ever day of my life.
I see a person with a heart for a stranger willing to go out of my way to help stop your roller coaster of pain. To help them any way I can.
I am a person who is not perfect.
I can and do rage with a soul braking wrath.
But I am not proud of that.
I am a person that cherish life and believes we all deserver the right to live in freedom
Every day it takes so much faith to live in such big world of personalities.
I learned a long time a ago you only have one soul.
Treat it well.
Nurture it and love it except all of who you are with everything inside
Each and everyone one of us has a good side and bad . It is which one we choose to lead our lives.
And for me I live to find my soul’s peace.
I think the lines of time upon my face will treat me fairly .
I’ve got to be me,
I just have to, you see,
just me and no one else
I’ve just got to be me.
It’s taken a long time,
but the time
has finally come,
that I’m comfortable
with me;
I don’t want
to be anyone else.
With all of my quirks
and all of my faults,
realizing I’m just human
like everyone else,
I look in the mirror
and see my blue eyes
and know that
I’ve finally become
my own best friend.
And that is the way
I want it to stay,
my best friend and me,
together again,
me and myself,
I just have to be me.
As you look into the mirror feel see, Love reflecting back for LoveYouAre
WoW How do I thank you for a wonderful, fantastic Thematic Attic ..Love each of you:) Warm Grateful hug with smiles, love always in heart, shared :love: :love: :love:
Meee Myself & III ~
Its Starts Wit Th_ Heart ~
Wit AAA Single Tear In Mine Minds Eye ~
Wonderin Whyyy ???
III Flyyy ~ When Others Walk ~
Run When Others Crawl ~
Knockin Down Barriers & Doors !!!
Wanton More Tooo Explore !!!
As Others HaV bACKS aGAINST tH_ wALLL ~
Then Crawl III Back Tooo AAA Time !!!
When III Was AAA Bit More Blind ~
Seee Things…
That Brings It Tooo Th_ SuRface !!!
Foggy Bent Shapes ~
Hazy Daze Fade Came & Went !!!
AAA Faze AAA Suttle Hint ~
Stilll II’m Here…
Its Clear In What III Seee !!!
& Thru It Alll In Awe !!!
cAME SEEEN & sAW !!!
As III Once Was & Stilll Believe ~
Its Starts Wit Th_ Heart
& Lovin Thyself 1st ~
For If You Dont Whats Worst
You Caaant Lov Another Without Worth
That III Now Feeel !!! Myyy Heart Doth Filll ~
Nigh Nor Nooo More Surreal…
III’m Real & Stilll Seee Meee ~
M…ocking the light that enters its space
I…nitiating a return of exactly what is presented
R…eversal of an image, sending it right back to the owner
R…elating detail and memory in a precise manner
O…nly to repeat the process over and over without a flaw
R…elaxing only if you choose to close your eyes
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Great theme Diane…will try to get back later, or tomorrow! :love:
Hi, Diane…I saw this topic and felt the urge to post a poem that I recently posted on my own page…I just seemed fitting…I love this theme… :love:
THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR
From the other side, I can see you,
Only inches from you, but you cannot see me.
I speak to you often, almost every day,
But you cannot hear me through the glass.
I am locked away in total seclusion,
No one sees me, though they look right at me.
I am just beyond you all,
Just a short distance, on the other side.
I hear all your secrets, your lies,
Yet, you never tell them to me directly.
I see you in all areas of your life,
Just from you walking past me.
I think of what it would be like to be free,
Just to get away from the darkness.
So close to the light you take for granted,
And so far away from its reach.
I have seen you laugh; I have seen you cry,
I have watched you just sitting in thought.
I have seen you smile; I have seen you angry,
You have thrown things at me, without knowing it.
I am here always, no one notices,
Just living your lives, as I watch.
Is it possible you will think of me,
The next time you look into a mirror?
MIRRORS OF ME
Mirror
Mirror on the wall
Tell me who
Is the fare est one of all
And please dont fall
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————————— © October o5 , 2o11
Can’t You See I Have Changed?
I stand in front of the mirror,
Thinking of what has happened.
The reflection that is before me,
Is not the man of long ago.
I see kindness in my eyes,
Where there was once anger.
The pain that was in my heart,
Has vanished with the years.
The mirror shows us for what we are,
The past produces no reflection.
I change every single day,
But the mirror does not detect it.
The mirror can be unkind,
It focuses on our flaws.
Even though our hearts are pure,
It concentrates simply on my image.
Years go by, I continue to change,
My youth has vanished with those years.
Each day I have new aches and pains,
But the mirror doesn’t notice.
In the morning, I will return to the mirror,
I will again be judged by my appearance.
It will not remember me from the day before,
It will not remember my changes.
This is so cool… :groovy:
WoW That is too, funny..Mind game that would be:) :entertained: :love: :love:
Sleepy poo..I love you
Adding smiles as you do
Blessings true
Thank you for being Special you :love: :love: :love:
See you tomorrow Thank you for being here making Thematic Attic a success :groovy: :love: :love:
******
I look in the mirror
and what do I see?
A scared little girl
looking back at me.
To others I’m strong
with a very tough skin
Never showing the fear
hidden deep within.
I have all the answers
I’m great with advice
I jump to save the day
Never thinking twice.
When things go wrong
I’m there with a smile.
Always a kind word
Going the extra mile.
But there’s more to me
than can ever be seen
Only the mirror captures
My true inner being.
You’ll never see the
Tears I won’t show.
Never hear the screams
shoved down below.
Terrors I’ve seen both
awake and in sleep
Haunt me so deeply
I can’t help but weep.
The reflection scares me
beyond all control
So I choose not to look
at my world turning cold.
To hide true emotions seems
the way to fit in
Always force a smile
Never give in
For if you knew my sadness
would you still be my friend?
If I no longer faked it
would you care to understand?
If for once I told you of
The pain I have inside
Would you come to my rescue
Or simply run and hide?
Is there one who would hold me
And make the pain go?
Or would you all just leave?
How it terrifies me so.
Time has taught me that
no one cares to see
What the mirrors reflection
shows about the true me.
So I’ll mask the pain
yet once again
And put on a smile
For the ones I call friend.
Busy ~ Busy *sigh* I’ll pop in later this evening!! :love: :love: :love:
Such a gorgeous blog, theme and poetry posted. Wonderful indeed.
my tears
my tears from my eyes
wash you way
you made my believe
it will all be ok
the shadows from on sweet memory
reminds me of all
we could’ve been
but now your gone
and i am dead
lay your head
and dream and think
of those sweet memories
The lines of time.
I look in the mirror to see a woman who’s first part of years have taken its toll on my youthful look
I see time has slipped away before me leaving traces of a life;s story upon my face.
I see the past scares , from heart aches that has stained my face by the sun that has dried up my tears of pain
I see my eyes yearning for something more to bring a glow upon my face.
I see the scares of a love that went terribly wrong shadow near my lips a reminder of a terrifying fate.
I see a spirit not yet fully born and ready for so much more than life could ever give my soul.
The lines of time I have embraced upon my face only to see maturity to come with grace.
Each line is apart of my history my now and my future.
There is still so many line’s of time that can draw a life map upon my face Many years from now to when I am old and gray .
I just wounder if the lines of a life are going to be soft and gentle,
or will they be deep like scares of a trying hardship life.
It only seems like yesterday when I was so young .
When I look in the mirror I wounder where my youth has gone.
It is only a reflection and not the shape of my heart.
I am full of life ,looking for where my heart fits in this world.
I am a spirit that has learned to be true to be free I must always believe in me.
I am a person who helps nature create and rebuild from the elements of strife.
I am a person who loves to celebrate life.
I am a soul that wants to see and touch everything heavenly.
I am a person who lives a spiritual freedom.
I breath it sleep it and embrace it ever day of my life.
I see a person with a heart for a stranger willing to go out of my way to help stop your roller coaster of pain. To help them any way I can.
I am a person who is not perfect.
I can and do rage with a soul braking wrath.
But I am not proud of that.
I am a person that cherish life and believes we all deserver the right to live in freedom
Every day it takes so much faith to live in such big world of personalities.
I learned a long time a ago you only have one soul.
Treat it well.
Nurture it and love it except all of who you are with everything inside
Each and everyone one of us has a good side and bad . It is which one we choose to lead our lives.
And for me I live to find my soul’s peace.
I think the lines of time upon my face will treat me fairly .
This still isn’t quite what I’m looking for, but close:
Made it back, Diane! Great blog you have going here! 🙂 :love:
~
yeah some of us break it down and
look in the mirror and see JOBBA
OH HELL!!!
Two eyes
looking back at me
as if to say
surrender everything unto eternity now …
The face
I no longer recognize …
worn thin by every
battle ever fought in vain …
In the
name of two fisted
self righteousness as I
faded slowly into the darkness …
I have
seen more of the
underbelly of life than
I can hope to remember …
These eyes
looking back at me
as if to say
surrender everything unto eternity now …
Val Smith
“Mirror, mirror on the wall … The face you’ve shown me scares me so …
Styx -Snowblind
JUST ME AND MYSELF
I’ve got to be me,
I just have to, you see,
just me and no one else
I’ve just got to be me.
It’s taken a long time,
but the time
has finally come,
that I’m comfortable
with me;
I don’t want
to be anyone else.
With all of my quirks
and all of my faults,
realizing I’m just human
like everyone else,
I look in the mirror
and see my blue eyes
and know that
I’ve finally become
my own best friend.
And that is the way
I want it to stay,
my best friend and me,
together again,
me and myself,
I just have to be me.
(c) barbara kausteklis 1-11
hope you can like this one :love:
Love it, Mary! :love:
As you look into the mirror feel see, Love reflecting back for LoveYouAre
WoW How do I thank you for a wonderful, fantastic Thematic Attic ..Love each of you:) Warm Grateful hug with smiles, love always in heart, shared :love: :love: :love:
:love:
Meee Myself & III ~
Its Starts Wit Th_ Heart ~
Wit AAA Single Tear In Mine Minds Eye ~
Wonderin Whyyy ???
III Flyyy ~ When Others Walk ~
Run When Others Crawl ~
Knockin Down Barriers & Doors !!!
Wanton More Tooo Explore !!!
As Others HaV bACKS aGAINST tH_ wALLL ~
Then Crawl III Back Tooo AAA Time !!!
When III Was AAA Bit More Blind ~
Seee Things…
That Brings It Tooo Th_ SuRface !!!
Foggy Bent Shapes ~
Hazy Daze Fade Came & Went !!!
AAA Faze AAA Suttle Hint ~
Stilll II’m Here…
Its Clear In What III Seee !!!
& Thru It Alll In Awe !!!
cAME SEEEN & sAW !!!
As III Once Was & Stilll Believe ~
Its Starts Wit Th_ Heart
& Lovin Thyself 1st ~
For If You Dont Whats Worst
You Caaant Lov Another Without Worth
That III Now Feeel !!! Myyy Heart Doth Filll ~
Nigh Nor Nooo More Surreal…
III’m Real & Stilll Seee Meee ~
Written Byyy g.T ~ ® TM © WITHIN…
M…ocking the light that enters its space
I…nitiating a return of exactly what is presented
R…eversal of an image, sending it right back to the owner
R…elating detail and memory in a precise manner
O…nly to repeat the process over and over without a flaw
R…elaxing only if you choose to close your eyes