Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

by Melpomene   Apr 16, 2008


Bubbles of tranquil love caress the temples of passions veins,
Mystifying blood cells while relaxing upon forbidden arteries,
Particles of the night's skies mesmerize within echoing sound,
Capturing your embrace while I slumber in our secluded serenity.

Kiss my lips drenched in wine for I'm now falling even harder,
"Don't catch me" I'll whisper, for I like where I'm reaching,
I'm like a shooting star dancing, upon the image of your eyes,
This lullaby so pure shall spark these infinite burning flames.

"Mirror, Mirror on the wall" they'll hush to such purples cheeks,
As I'll reply with a tone which wisps scarlett curtains away,
"He's the fairest of them all" No, it is not you, nor is it I,
For he is the King of darkness and I, I am his faithful Queen.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Jaymes Haze

    I don't think I can muster a long enought comment like the others but I can say this:
    It was like reading a vocabulary lesson, a very beautiful one.
    I was ble to point out the rhymes, no matter how slant they are.

    It may've not been a traditional poem, but it was a great poem.

  • 16 years ago

    by Krathia

    First of all, I love the serene atmosphere you've created in this poem. Second of all, great word choices. Third of all... (here we go!)

    Stanza 1:
    "Bubbles of tranquil love caress the temples of passions veins,"
    A warm start, gives the reader a snug feeling with 'bubbles' and 'tranquil'.
    "Mystifying blood cells while relaxing upon forbidden arteries,"
    This line is odd. 'blood cells' and 'arteries' tossed me out of the flow completely, and the way you incorporated "soft" words into the verse was strange... I suggest reworking this bit.
    "Particles of the night's skies mesmerize within echoing sound, "
    *dies* Simply beau-ti-ful.
    "Capturing your embrace while I slumber in our secluded serenity."
    I paused a bit at 'slumber', but it's a verb as well as a noun so that's fine.

    Stanza 2:
    "Kiss my lips drenched in wine for I'm now falling even harder,"
    'drenched in wine' was especially interesting, it gave me a vision of intoxicated faeries lost in the mist.
    "This lullaby so pure shall spark these infinite burning flames."
    A hopeful line. Fire is often associated with freedom and passion, and these images are nicely captured here.

    Stanza 3:
    "they'll hush to such purples cheeks,"
    Pretty and warm, again.
    "a tone which wisps scarlett curtains away"
    Do you mean 'whisk'?
    Bold but elegant ending, even if I understood nothing of it.

    Good job!

  • 16 years ago

    by XxSINISTERxX

    I absolutley loved this poem it has awsome vocab.

  • 16 years ago

    by xx

    I Love It.

  • 16 years ago

    by Lacie

    Love it

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