'To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour' - William Blake

CLOSED!

Reflections

Look at me, I will never pass for perfect bride.
Or a perfect daughter.
Can it be I'm not meant to play this part?
Now I see that if I were truly to be myself,
I would break my family's heart.

Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me.
Why is my reflection someone I don't know
Somehow I cannot hide who I am,
Though I've tried.
When will my reflection show,
Who I am inside.

When will my reflection show
Who I am inside.

OK...

Rules

1. Must be own work.
2. Must be a new deviation.
3. Can be any catergory as long as it is to do with the above lyrics(writing or pictures)
4. Must be in before closing date.

If you want to enter note me and I shall put it in my journal.

Prizes

Ok I know it's not much but I am offering two prizes
1st prize is a 3 month subscription
2nd prize is a 1 month subscription


Erm...
Judges
( if she's here at the time of judging) and myself

Closing date: March 31st

OK please take part Have fun any questions just comment

Entries

1.)
Reflection Comp.Entry

I stare in the mirror and,
Analyse the back of my hand,
But when I look I cannot see,
A true reflection of the real me.
The Diary of Matthew Wilhelm OBE ~ 1916-1946

Matthew Wilhelm. He jumped in the river on Jan 1st 1946. He was a man of honour, or so it was thought. Apparently not inside himself, however...

2.)

Infinity is reflected between
the mirrors in our souls
just like everything that repeats
endlessly...
running in a neverending
cycle.

Yourself...
You do not recognise
yourself any more.
Just like i don't recognise
my pagan flesh
and those eyes
in the mirror.

Cursed mirror! Liar...

My inside...
i can see it in your eyes only...
sin and heaven-the mirror inside you
shows all.

My eyes can see only perfection...
no sins, my flaws are hidden
from my perception...

What if?...

What if i could see my inside in a mirror?
And that another mirror
that's in my soul
would multiply all my holes
my incompletions
to infinity.

3.)



4.)
Poem
Looking in the mirror I see only you,
Your wants and desires
You weaned me from my needs
My soul now a transparent thing unable to remember who it was
Shadowed by years that have past
I stand here watching my eyes who are watching my every move
Where am I
I’ve gone missing.
How do I find me?
Where can I begin

5.)



6.)

I Am......

You see in the mirror......

An animal,
locked away and alone
I am the plague on your mind
The madness within
My Insanity tortures your brain
As I cruelly twist and distort your emotions!

I am your worst nightmare, the one you will always hate.
I am the raging darkness within...
I am...
I am....

The face in the mirror......

An abomination,
hidden away in the dark
I am the the wretchedness of your heart
The bleeding lust
My Reality stabs your core
As you look to the world in forlorn longing!

I am your executioner, the one you shall forever fear.
I am the raging darkness within......
I am...
I am....

The man on the other side......

A sinner,
The Devil's right-hand man
I am the lie that hurts your loved ones
The insatiable greed
I agonize all you hold dear
As I satisfy my need to hurt and maim!

I am the Devil on your back, the one who shall always burn you.
I am the raging darkness within.......
I am...
I am....

You locked me away unjustly, fearing I would bring pain
As society had brought so much pain unto to me....
Your afraid I could get hurt once more,
Aggravating my seething rage!

You listened as they lied about who I am,
You writhed in agony just as I did.
Destroyed inside,
Left to die!

Broken in heart and soul, we are.
But you think this is for the best?
Hiding away the hurt means it'll only come back to haunt you later!

On the verge of exploding,
On the end of my rope,
You won't let me go?
I'm getting out of this prison whether you like it or not!

I am not a mere image, I am not unreal!
I am the reflection of your pain and fears,
I am the image of your hurt desires.
This cursed prison of glass shall not hold me forever!
I will break out!

SET ME FREE!

I am,
An allegedly wretched animal.....

I am,
Your supposed executioner.....

I Am,
The Fallen Angel on your back.....

I AM,
Your darkness in the mirror.....

I AM......

I AM......

YOU!


7.)



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9.)
The Golden Tower

Once their was a king who lived in a golden palace with his new bride. The queen was most beautiful and she expected everything she gazed upon to be the same, taking displeasure at anything which did not meet her standards - though little did. One day as they walked, her hand draped over his in the most formal fashion - for she thought of every occasion as a formal occasion, she spotted something just down the hill from the palace - it was a tower of some sort. The palace, upon first seeing it, had pleased her greatly, but this was not the same. The tower, old and faded, stood in ruins at the foot of the hill upon which they lived. She drew back as if the ugliness of the place had physically harmed her, gasping. “Husband…! What… is that?!”
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10.)



Competition Now CLOSED

I shall now consult with the other judges and we shall come up with the winners Yey!!!

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