distortion in mirror

i can’t mend things perfectly
like a soothsayer in my vagina
asking to rise- a phoenix of morality
but i cant do a thing flawlessly you see-
i have a thing forsaken to blend
with another skin of my body,
cerulean dreams of raisins and chestnut
i am black
i am broken,
pieces jittered in a jigsaw game

so i can’t cook food for you,
neither i can wash sublime clothes,
naked your soul-let it be ah!
my fingers are flaky,
monsoon in one part of the world-
unrest in a soliloquy of dreams,
yes i bleed while sleeping, morose cryptic ways
yes, i am numb,
sour apple jam to lick and throw.
I am all of that,
imperfections,
like a lotus in the salina.

Skin is music
skin is lyrical,
regenerating faces of loss
and i cling to it till
i drop my ashes to rest.

©Image and words of MVS

Published by

my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.

71 thoughts on “distortion in mirror”

      1. I am an aspiring poet too. Can you read some of my poems and a give a feedback on those? It would be great if you could tell my the various platforms where I could publish my work. Thanks 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

      3. Oh yes sure, I just missed your message in between.
        Your poetry is well crafted. You still need to make a good use of metaphors, and other tools.

        Try contacting Indian Periodicals. They might be useful for publishing your work.
        Happy writing.

        Like

  7. Took long time …but let me keep my feelings with honesty..the struggle to understand your lines is true..but don’t know whether I have done it right or not “can’t mend thing’s perfectly
    like a soothsayer in my vagina
    asking to rise- a phoenix of morality”. The first lines itself reeling about the imperfections..but when it came to second line..you used soothsayer of vagina…I felt difficult to understand this.why vagina?? When it’s not sensual poem…then next line you wrote rise like Phoenix of morality…what I understood is vagina is birth place for us..even phenoix comes from ashes..but you reacted these two..means pjenoix born from vagina..I mean..if this is what you meant through innovative wording like soothsayer in vagina and morality of phenoix…I want to bow down tight now devika…how to express this..I mean I am flattered ,impressed,spellbound..what not..to express it in emojis 💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘💘🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏….and next “have a thing forsaken to blend
    with another skin of my body,
    cerulean dreams of raisins and chestnut
    i am black
    i am broken,
    pieces jittered in a jigsaw game”this is beautiful tooo…like you expressed how its difficult to change yourself..how others see you as flawed woma..and last line was amazinggggggggggggggg.”.jittered piece of zigsaw’ “unrest in a soliloquy of dreams,
    yes i bleed while sleeping, morose cryptic ways
    yes, i am numb,
    sour apple jam to lick and throw.
    I am all of that,
    imperfections,”this is really deep…when others mock at our imperfections how we get depressed and numb to pain..there are two extra ordinary lines in this paragraph to discuss one is ” bleed while sleeping..awesome..and next one was sour apple jam lick and throw..can I take moment and keep my appreaciations..actually no words..but let me try to use emojis 💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💝💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌👌,how’s your brain working like this yaaaa….seriously..marvelous….and ending was perfect..skin is lyrical and all…and drop asked to rest..wow..peace in poem..but not inside of person…devika….killerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr you are..don’t think that I wrote this all to impress you..I really felt wonderful while reading these poems..should learn lot from you

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

    1. Kalyan, okay this time I seriously am running out of gratitude and honor for your words. The warmth of your words surely show a great amount of respect for my work.

      You may pass through various paths while reading my work. The thing is I tend to knit a serious of couple of thoughts and then my ink just doesn’t stop. It weaves things like crazy. Some easy some intricate.
      I am happy though you have taken time to actually dig in! That requires a lot of effort and brains, I agree.

      So cheers to your understanding and better knowledge of poetry.
      You are my dearest reader, without any doubt.
      Thank you!!🙏

      Liked by 2 people

      Reply

Leave a reply to braedenmichaels Cancel reply