A Stranger In The Mirror Poem by Tia Maria
A Stranger In The Mirror
Who are you & where did I go
Where is the girl I used to know
Who is this woman staring back at me
Who are you, where could I be
What happened to that girl
with the big brown eyes
Now all that I can see
Is sadness & lines
I am done with all this
No more pain & sorrow
Just walk away, say goodbye
Please don't come back tomorrow
Your poem remindid me of my Grandmother telling me that she felt like she was still a kid and always wondered who that old lady looking back at her was. Nice poem.
haha I think my mom just uttered the same words not just yesterday. Wonderful flow and rhyme. Your poems are great. I'm glad I have the opportunity to read them.
God, inventing mirrors, said, they won't like what they see... they'll only find the truth within - their truth so dear to Me..
Reflection tells nothing but truth..yet it is us who denies. This poem flows clearly. A 10! !
unacceptibility of the poet of the Present is quite evident in this poem..... the best thing i liked is the poet's desire to be young ever......thanks, dear....
excepcional writing... a lifetime is too short to spend in vain, so when you live to write such beautiful pieces you do have nothing to regret, i sure.
Tia, please believe that there are men out there that love mature women. Lines on ones face are maps of experience. Be proud of the life you have lived, and make the best of what remains. I love you anyway. Ian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 12:23:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I look at the mirror the same way. You just put it better then I ever could have. Lovely composition Tia