Reflection Poems - Poems about Reflection

I have met you in my mind, You have been a reflection of my desire. I have worshipped you in my favourite mirror, You have been a quiet echo in others’ eyes. I never judged you inside the canvas, Never found you in my head, Never placed you on the stage, Never let you out of my heart. So many people to see, So...

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Such a benign moment… This moment… Just a moment… One moment… In a string… Longing for… One more… ...

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Some see your for your beauty But I only see the pain No one at all can see inside Life travels on just like a train So strong you are, so full of life But there's something they can't know Deep inside the roots, a ghost through each season darkness grows A face so unforgiving guilt builds just like a trap It sucks you in,...

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She wondered, entering the sea, in fierce relentless rain, As the waves crashed hard against the rocks, would she see the sun again? Her life was dark now,like the sky that loomed a murky grey, Her body breathing in the air, as her legs, start to give way. Her head’s a torrid mass of thoughts, her heartbeat racing fast, With terror...

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Tomb’s door cracked open, The grave empty of its yoke; The Son had risen:- Sunshine of a new day came, And we celebrate it today:- ...

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Each little cutie birthmark on your face, symbolizes my fondness for you. You can try, but you can't count them; they multiplied as our bond grew. The immense depth of your brown eyes, reflects my endless love for you. Profound and limitless, just like the sky never ending, never fading, so true. But that naughty, unruly hair of yours definitely shows your strong...

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Everything i'm not made me everything I am, Without imperfection, without flaws, all is perfection. However perfection leaves no reason for strive, And without the urge to change, the world would stand still, no transition, no drive People would never reach for more, believing they have it all. only Once imperfection enters does improvement begin to call, While Sounding counter intuitive,...

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Written: April, 16, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann ************************** From a deep weariness of the soul to the discomfort embedded in our bones. From shadowy areas arises brightness, where silhouettes move with heavy steps, in collective hardship and spirits. Answers quietly gather...

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From the blueness of the sky, there's truth hidden beneath the skin. Conscience knows the scene: if not life, then death holds the truth, so I choose to stay with the truth. You raise love only to take life. You sing love songs to the sun, reciting lyrics of hate to the stars, sharing my time with hate and death, closing my tunnel to...

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One night I felt the wind - as it brushed across my soul, and I remember times - from too long past that touched me...

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He said he’d watched a tutorial. He said symmetry was a myth fueled by Big Geometry. I laughed. That was my first mistake. My second was passing him the scissors without asking him about his dominant hand. (It was vibes. His hand was vibes.) Snip. He called it edgy. I called it accidentally spiritual— because seeing your own scalp before coffee is a kind of awakening. He apologized...

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Since I was a kid, they said I was gentle as a lamb. Quiet. Kind. Smart. So I've kept that image. Or tried, at least. I didn’t fail. Not once. Grades stayed high, mouth stayed clean, choices stayed safe. No vices, no trouble, just quiet nods and “Yes, I can.” “Yes, I will.” I built a life that made people proud. And slowly, I forgot to ask myself, "Are you proud too?" Well, I...

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My Sunday Morning Reflection: In an attempt to reach my 100-mile goal and to gather inspiration and reaffirmation. As part of this April’s mental and physical reset month. I started walking each day. Typically, my walks have been later in the day as to give these old bones time to loosen up. But this morning I...

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A glass within a glass; in that glass, I seek. A life within a life; in that life, I find an unknown movie. Passing distant echoes, chasing unforgettable letters and pauses, finding comfort in the words, searching for meaning in a glass within. There is a transparent figure; I confront myself with an unsatisfied appetite. There is a wholesome attitude; I return to myself, and then...

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Scattered buttons on the floor A cat named Buttons dying at my door I think of what a button can do Oh, Buttons the Cat, how I loved you A button gone, my shirt askew My life depends on buttons new ...

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