Mirror, mirror on the wall
you are the cruelest of them all.
You lie to me say I am ugly,
but can't see the beauty within.
My heart is pure; intentions true,
this matters not at all to you.
I give freely expecting no return,
yet through vanity I am scorned.
I feel the pain when others hurt.
Listen intently not being curt.
Yet, ugly is what you say I am
Mirror, frankly I don't give a damn.
Beauty comes from deep within.
The heart, where it does begin.
Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness
matter more than all the rest.
A contest entry
- Beauty From Within by Kelli Marie.
3500 points, ended August 15, 2008, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - In Desperate Need of Inspiration by JustFallingApart.
300 points, ended August 25, 2008, 28 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Absolutely beautiful! I've yet to read a poem about vanity so true. Keep doin' your thing!
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Good work on this Jennifer!
I enjoyed what I read here Jennifer. Brilliantly done. It was a pleasure to enjoy a poem that describes the beauty of a person. You did superb!!
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I like this a lot.
"You lie to me say I am ugly,
but can't see the beauty within."
I love that. :] Your write holds a lot of truth. I like this.
"Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness
matter more than all the rest."
Amen to that, man.
Great write. Thanks for entering.
-Lily♥ -
wonderful...
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I like this. Very well written. There is so much more to beauty than first glance. Thank you for entering the contest.
Kelli -
I can totally relate to this poem. <3 You are such a good writer. Awesome poem!
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So true so true so true
Besides I dont care what anyone looks lkike you put a smile and laughter there and no one will see beyond it .Be happy and live thats all it takes to keep that sparkle in the eyes
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lol momma
hehe
sorry
i cant help it
you can be so funny but serious!
but for me...
it wud be
"Mirror, mirror on the wall;
whos the ugliest of them all?"
ME!
well just me outside...
but nobody else sees the real pretty me.
the pretty that you taught me to love and know
it is true this poem
so happy but sad.
*sigh*
love ya
loove
ur 3 baby girl
(Amber,Leah,Me!)
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i love how you have wrote about the mirror on the wall and incoprated something so comman into some deep thought out feelings, i like how you have wrote about the the heart is where it does begin, good luck in the contest, and as always keep up the wonderful writing,~Amy
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It takes a very mature person to accept what they are and be happy and confident with that...unfortunately I haven't been able to get there yet, but I'm getting there :] Great write.
Thankyou for your comment btw- I'm glad you can relate to the poem :]
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we all seem to know where true beauty lies, yet we are still hammered with what society claims is beauty - I truly enjoyed reading your words. Love, Lane
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Hello. I have to say I agree with some of your sentiments, but not all; for the mirror only shows us ourself, so the externalisation of 'ugly' persists. It is not the mirror who judges but the beholder, and thus it is the person themselves. And if your heart is pure, and your soul reigns supreme, the real you; you are not ugly by a long shot. I wish you well in the contest, and mean no offence by what I said, these are of course my own beliefs. My regards.
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