Ruth Walters

Mirror, Mirror On The Wall - Poem by Ruth Walters

She walks past mirrors,
her face looks strange.
It hurts to think about times past,
the girl she was, all unashamed.
for now her spirit's not the same
her wayward morals are to blame.

Frightened of the mirrors scowl
the woman she's perceived as now
she dare not look, she dare not gaze
at her odd image, rearranged,
hoping not to see the scars
etched within the mirror's glass.

Topic(s) of this poem: feelings

Comments about Mirror, Mirror On The Wall by Ruth Walters

  • John Brown (2/24/2013 6:39:00 AM)

    I know how you feel / felt, Ruth. (Report) Reply

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  • S.zaynab Kamoonpuri (1/24/2013 2:42:00 AM)

    Wonderful how u engage in freeverse selfevaluation n self reflect. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 16, 2014

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