#THE MIRROR || Poem series(6/6) ||
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IRENNE
She sat besides me, wiping her tears.
In an angelic voice she voiced her fears,
She held my hand and rest it on her cheek,
Her tongue fumbles when she tried to speak.
She kept on looking at that sword on wall,
I went on thinking; why its prominence too small?
Then I looked at my hands, and my wife was crying?
I looked like no warrior, who's ready for dying.
Her deep blue eyes, set me free from my life.
I can't think of anything but Irenne as my wife.
And to be honest I was atleast somewhere true.
This Macedonian warrior, aint someone I knew.
And except for her love, Irenne is a stranger.
The whole Persian vista, triggers my danger.
The mysterious mirror in room is only thing I knew.
And when I looked at it, it finally split in two.
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LILY
When the earth trembled, it broke my sleep.
What I assumed, was a Quintessential leap.
But like everyday, nothing felt familiar,
The past was faded, future wasn't similiar.
That Pikachu totem on the sunlit sill,
It's memories to me, served no Goodwill.
That sliding door and decorative stand,
They filled no purpose, I can't understand.
But that girl, who had just walked in,
She knew all well and how I've been.
Bravery hidden behind a resilient smile,
She held me together,
when we had walked a million miles.
The Princess of her father's kingdom of crimes,
who had sacrificed gold, for a handful of dimes.
Whose stares hold her pain,
and that mirror holds her glee.
But when I looked at it; it'd split in three.
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Good writings.
Thx
The word choice is immaculate especially Lily.
It flows very well and there’s a lot of feeling behind the words which is very powerful. I think it’s extremely well written. The meaning doesn’t go unnoticed and yet it can be interpreted in the readers own eyes
Aye.
the characters on the images are perhaps the speaker? @ancient topaz
No, the title's description
AI art on how the characters would look like
I see; I'd follow the series.
Thanks
When's your next release and how do u think the series' poems will be coherent to one-another?
Ofc i am not a professional writer so I don't know about storytelling basics. But although i have an idea of how all events would be ending so I'll try to go in that direction onlyyy
It depends how much the poem wants.
Maybe a day or two.
It's just an experiment.
If it works well, I'll try to go even further expand the idea of this story-poem mergers.
holy hell it's written well in love I fell
I advise sorting #1040728773127061514 to recently active
Thnx..
It says 2/6 so is there 4 more?
Yeah
But as ideas and not as creations, so every release may take different amount of time in making.
😬 it's too sad I can't pin messages in this Post
Should i ask the mods to do it?
I'm also new here
Oh. Oh welcome welcome friend
thanks, have you been here for a while?
Ahm.. last August. But been inactive for months
@empty sparrow
Oh I joined like, this week
Aha.. isee
OCTOBER
"This world isn't ours anymore,
it had been dividing, since a nuclear war.
Now that farside hosts those plaster saints,
and dwellers like us, suffer legal restraints."
She quoted all that, filled with roar and rages.
She told her words, as if she knew me for ages.
As no single shadow has left her without scathe
in a world of no gods, I became her only faith.
She took me along with her rebellion brigade,
To a place so hideous, where a discovery was made.
"They say there's, an apparatus up there,
which can peep into past from anywhere."
Her last lines incepted a sense of belonging,
It was time for that answer which I was longing.
But when we had breached the last security line,
There stood a mirror with an existence so benign.
It provoked me to do my introspection,
It invoked in me, a sense of dejection.
It became middling prop of an unending lore,
to trans that forward, has split in four.
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Still fascinated on how u incorporate AI art to your series to make readers visualize the storyline/characters.
Ah... Thanks man...!
Trying to make it coherent.
Mhm
U did that well with this one, I love that your developing your characters by giving them a voice w/o making it out of place in ur poems and utilize it to take the series to another direction
Are u enjoying it?
ofc.
Tell me if that felt too forced?
No, not at all
I've also asked the mod to pin the message that can help new readers to navigate through all poems.
Oh this reminds me of the mirror by Sylvia Plath , well it indeed is a great poem agreed , and damn the choice of word is just perfect ......it dosent have any flaws
But for the growth part I'd suggest u could maybe add a bit of subtlety to the poem u know like for it to be readable by any person who's not a poet , that way u connect to more PPL who have less knowledge , honestly speaking the poem is like really good that this is the only addition i thought would be good enough to be added to it
Thanks for the feedback, but is it for that poem only?
Yep , i just finished reading the others and yeah they're just the right amount of subtle , so yeah they're great
Oh.. okk...
There are more to come.
I needed that feedback to, you know just write them well.
*A female druid, wild and free,
With hair of gold and eyes that see,
Through ancient forests she would roam,
And call upon the spirits home.
She was a creature of the earth,
With powers beyond what mortals birthed,
She walked with grace, a gentle breeze,
And whispered secrets through the trees.
One day she stood before a pool,
Its waters still, and cool,
And as she gazed into its depths,
She saw a face, a mirror self.
This woman was a mystery,
Her eyes so dark, so deep and free,
Her hair was tangled, wild and wove,
And in her hand, a silver globe.
The druid felt a sudden fear,
For this woman was not what she appeared,
Her eyes held wisdom, old and true,
And whispered secrets, meant for only you.
This woman was a part of her,
A shadow self, both near and far,
The druid understood with ease,
That this was her true inner peace.
So she stood before the mirror self,
And gazed into her soul, so deep and well,
And knew that this was where she belonged,
With this wild woman, in the ancient song.*
How did that come from?
And you could have posted it somewhere else?
🙌 👏
😅 Joker's?
Oh just got caught up in the lore based poems, but will post elsewhere then
Dude you just came Outta nowhere... 😅 Reading it, i was like wait, is my conscience creating random poems while i am asleep?
Haha I can imagine that but I reckon we should create a collaboration space for poems that would be awesome!
Won't it be too confusing?
You just randomly posted stuff that's not at all connected to the lore..
Maybe but I do love my character lores like DnD
Let's keep it as a part of a canon
Hell Yeah!
That would be nice... Anyone is free to post related poems that can somehow portray the same theme, and then we can add them into sidestories or cannon, great!
But give ur poem a title
😬 atleast post something that's related to the plot.
In this way, you're just creating confusion.
True, druid one and its change of scenery kind of fit in following the suspenseful end of the text preciding it, but there is no justification why a vampire comes next and why there was no return to the original plot.
His chosen graphics put your AI art to shame though 
Mine doesn't demand much details, they need to be simplistic
Mine are just some women, compared to his mystical creatures.
It's also good, but it would be better for me if he deletes that from here, or either post it as a different poem.
Sorry but I will ask them for taking (only from this post) because it doesn't makes any sense bro....
That was also AI Art from me lol
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The Druid (origin/sidestory) by @severe summit
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VEDIKA
Burdened with questions that still stand,
I opened my eyes, amidst a tropical land.
This time I was equipped with a little of senses,
That mirror responsible for all consequences.
Atleast I knew what was going around me,
I was living in a country that just became free.
I looked at my front wall, lit with sunshine,
A calender was hung, dated 9-5-1959.
But some feet away, in a room just upstairs,
I heard a woman singing her morning prayers,
Like all the lives i had, there was a familiarity,
She may be the part of my alternate reality.
I found my room filled with priceless awards,
I maybe a scientist looking for ancient records.
While my curiosity started burning like fire,
My wife came in, wearing an Indian attire.
Her anklets chimed, as she walked towards me,
She served with her hands, that sweet Indian tea.
She showed her love in the most unfamiliar way.
Her affectionate smile, was really subtle to say.
Distracted from her something caught my eye,
In my hall way, that mirror stood high,
playing a game of chess, with my desires to survive,
But it gave me no chance, and got split in five.
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The photo depicts the other woman in her with accuracy....(the image of her i made in my mind)
Are you trying to portray the post independence "artistic and cultural" era of India??
Yeah, tried.
Basic storyline, so needed to do smth to overcome the repetition
Good work.
People'who just showed up, can check the pinned comments for the track of series....
you're a pretty good writer :)
Thanks for appreciating...
omg, this is so unique, my brain is too small to comprehend whats going but its still cool nevertheless. I kinda want to try something like this out now...
Yeah... Thanks... Actually u can follow the order by checking links from the pinned comments. And yes i always desired to create something, if not great but unique. And also, u can/should try the same, someday.
Cheers mate!
Nice
Thanks
Wonderful poems, and also the great idea to present them
Thanks
Sorry for the delay, for those who are following the series, the 5th part will be dropping tomorrow. ☔
And those who just landed here, can check the pinned comments to follow the series and show their support
Good, was about to riot
The latest part is good. It has solidified the pattern as alternate reality/time travel, instead of just being confusing, to me.
"showed her love in the most unfamiliar way" is a very nice line
"anklets chimed" is a nice for the senses
Grammar correction here: "Atleast I knew what was going on around me". There might be some other ones but I dont rmbr rn.
😅 took u so long
It was posted 3 days ago
Evelyn
I've lived several lives, tripping over illusion.
I've seen changing nights, mirroring my delusion.
My leaps through time, have uttered no clearance,
My poem has no rhymes rather an uncluttered coherence.
I travelled from East to West side of the Earth,
In a blink of an eye, I just got rebirth.
I found myself in a room lit with taper lights.
As head of the house, which suffered several plights.
Those walls hadn't been painted for years,
Every month-end awaits, a family filled with tears.
I looked for my half, that shares my despair,
To hold me together, was she really there?
But before I got up and then tried to find,
I felt her gentle touch and a hug from behind.
Even in the time of misery, when the devil's in.
She was standing behind me, she was my Evelyn.
"They stole your works, and crushed your fame,
And since after then, the life hasn't been same.
But I really am here to hold you together,
In these tough times, i promise to leave you never."
And a ray of hope kindled through the window,
But soon striked the mirror, which threw me into limbo.
The sunrays reflected back, under that mirror's tricks,
And before I could check,It had split in six.
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Ah, (6/6) is out
Aight @Moderator, the thread is done you can come clean up 🧹
I m having tests this week 😓
A masterpiece needs to be preserved.
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The Series ends: Feb 20th, 2023
Today
Yu-Mei
No wonder i had lived my life
in thousand splits and shreds.
I tried so long to free myself,
I was still stuck in those unwanted threads.
Dead farmland over mountain tops,
I found me sleeping on snow covered crops.
Some scattered huts and warning signs,
say my fate has reversed, through the timelines.
When I got up in pain, stumbling on used arrows,
I inferred that a group of Mighty Eagles,
must've fought a bunch of Brave Sparrows.
My wounds cried that I was a part of that flock,
Fighting a war among tribes, trapped in deadlock.
The surroundings started fading, as I passed out.
I was carried by a touch, from a girl I know about.
And that's the most bizzare reccurence,
Hostile new lands but with 'her' strong assurance.
When I opened my eyes, I saw her polishing the sword,
A Beauty in warrior's disguise, the mistress of her fighting horde.
She walked towards me and grabbed my hand.
She was my love, whom I understand.
Suffered equal pain as I had suffered,
Soon a clarity sparked in the words she uttered.
That mirror responsible for my twisted tales,
was equally involved in tribe's painful wails.
"We have to save it!" Firmly she said.
It's a godsend gift, from that Druid that once fled.
They say she made it out of a pond's reflection,
with her powers you control time in all directions.
"I wish I had spent more lives with you!
But these war wounds are not letting me through.
So we pray before, the gift we fought for.
To let us breathe, and never separate us anymore."
Still holding my hand, she finally went to sleep,
I hold back my tears, with a silent weep.
The mirror stood tall, holding my pain,
I didn't look at it, if it's splitting again.
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The poem is fascinatingly interesting. It has an unspoken emotion turned into words, which is incredible. The style of the poem is also exquisite.
The title is gorgeous
In the end- "Mirrors are just awesome"
you've got a whole universe in here :O
oki thankuu
Swipe right
i might read it tmrw bc it's quite late here -o-
Ohkkk
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Things I tried #0001
||I followed a particular pattern while writing the poems. If anybody noticed that I wrote first three poems as forward sequence and later ones in reverse order of events. I wanted to use it as a symbolism of the phenomenon of reflection by a mirror.||
Things I tried #0002
||It's a cringe one, but I left a message for u, u can decode that by picking first letter of every title and arranging it in the same order in which i posted my poems ❤️||
Irenne
Lily
October
Vedika
Evelyn
Yu-mei
ilyt
Not gay, but thanks for the love
Things I tried #0003
||Since my tale (poems) was about travelling through time and universes, I tried to make characters different by giving them different countries.
Irenne 🇬🇷
Lily 🇯🇵
October 🇺🇳
Vedika 🇮🇳
Evelyn 🇺🇸
Yu-Mei 🇨🇳
I also left some hints in poems to describe the country or environment where the characters were living ||
I love the rhyming, it's so good. The words create such an amazing imagery.
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Love ❤️
❤️Those people who were giving their love, I wish they too can add on their own versions or stories in the form of poems into this post, to keep it alive. 
Thanks
@ancient topaz This is so damn awesome dude...
...I wanna learn how to write something like this 🤌🏻
🥹 it's still here.
omg
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just so it shows below post own so i can find it