The Looking-glass self -Poem by Sofia Kioroglou

Your stabs hit me exactly where you hope they would
with such ferocity that gouges out all vanity and conceit.
A knife thrust through the illusions of my bloated ego,
An ugly distortion of an inner image through a plastic glass
which finally crumpled with me looking at the looking-glass self


  1. Sometimes we need to have our glasses shattered so we can truly see who we have become. There is nothing wrong with letting the ego deflate a little. This is great poetry, Sofia. Well-done, my friend 🙂


  2. Super Sofia. There are two world all the time in the same skin every moment. Completely divergent. One accepts any and every input and the one which shuts the door to all inputs as the glass of ego.

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