Sugar mixed with tears; inhaling screams of aching years,
Wind blew moving her hair; sorrow she took a dress to wear,
In harbor of time a moment she seeked; wrinkled her flesh & made her weak
Mirror mirror on the wall; give me back my youth sell me back my soul
Sugar mixed with heat; knead the flesh to smooth the feet
Her beauty became a stamp; send away from her flesh making it cramp
Release me, the soul furiously yelled; as in cage of time tightly was held
The hair slowly turned gray; servant became to hear and obey
Sugar made to smooth the skin; caging the soul inside its bin
Sugar sweet, sugar sour; attract & charm such as the flower
Sugar and beauty mix to greet; skin, body & heart to bleed
Sugar, no its caramel; the road of heaven and sometimes hell.
12:20PM
15-3-2006
Author notes
Mirror Mirror on the wall...
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Hi G.b.d.,
Hope this finds you well.
A most interesting poem - it appears to address the inevitable conflicts of being human. Growing older can bring wisdom, knowledge and experience. We pay a price for this - aging and the lost of youthful beauty. Sugar heated becoming Caramel - life is like that where we can travel down the road to heaven or to hell!! As usual you held my attention G.b.d.
All the best,
Liveddog.
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this is really good have you had this published if you haven't you should they would publish it in a second. great write
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i loved the liquid warmth of vanity and depression. through silky smooth avenues of darkness i feel led to a soft comforting chamber of velvet suffering
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Love this poem, particularly the line:
Mirror mirror on the wall; give back my youth sell me back my soul
Very powerful indeed, magical. You really do have a way with your words. -
Excellent
A rather intriguing write with excellent imagery. A good take off from the phrase in your authors notes.
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Very well penned, Its almost magical, you have a fine way with your words
Excellent read Thankyou
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I love the poem... It is somewhat sad that this is true, not only for her, but for the rest of us as well... The first stanza was my favorite, and I thought that it was delivered well too...
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Yum
I put on 10 pounds reading this lovely poem. Absolutely divine. I wish someone loved me as much as this. Oh well back to my caramel ice cream. Well written. -
Took me about 5 reads to figure out what (I think) was going on. At first I thought it was about women in general, and almost a 'feminist' poem about women doing all the work in marriage (Don't laugh).
I think now I 'get it' (I hope). About a older woman reflecting on youth, yearning for it.
Regardless, it's a very smooth stylised poem that flows really well. A joy to read. -
Zowie!!!
This absolutely awesome...I love it...must read more of your work...
Thanks for sharing! Write on...and on
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WOW!!!
This is an amazing poem. It has a lot of meanings in it that I can relate to. My fav part is...
Sugar made to smooth the skin; caging the soul inside its bin
Sugar sweet, sugar sour; attract & charm such as the flower
Sugar and beauty mix to greet; skin, body & heart to bleed
Sugar, no its caramel; the road of heaven and sometimes hell.
It has captured beauty in a bottle for us to drink. Once again this is an amazing poem. Keep up the good work!!!!!!
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Lovely Write
You use very descriptive language here that truly conveys its message and I really love the formatting of this piece as well, it fits so nicley.
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beautiful
and sad at the same time. Much in the same way you describe sugar's sweet and sour tendencies. A lovely portrayal of the contradictions and irony that plague life. So much beauty, just to have it stripped away by age.
thankyou for sharing
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MMMM intresting i like your poetry its differnt
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WoW! Isn't that true, all you ever hear people talk about is how they wish they were younger or more beautiful. Well done!
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Stunning Pen!!!
sorrow she took a dress to wear
Your words weave such a tale of longing, captivating from start to finish. Very accomplished writing..
~Erigeneia
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WOW this was very unique... I absolutly love the
magical chanting aspect to it.
It sounded like a spell kinda.
This is a beutiful poem of yearning for youth
Delila
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Magnificent Piece of Art
Ahh! you have penned the fate of life for some women and I see the story unfold, in sadness, pain and her being a prisoner of her own beauty. This is a brilliant write that touched me very deeply......novy
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