Riddles

What is it? 
Object Riddles inspired by Mr. Brown

Mona~
Through you she saw kings and queens.
The surface did not deceive,

Leaned forward and fell into another world.

Glassy and reflective but still obscures.

ɹoɹɹıɯ ɐ :ɹǝʍsuɐ

Max~

Six angels sit upon a rectangle.

They get thrown, lost, flicked, picked and flipped,

Yet they still sit and watch.

pɹɐɔ buıʎɐןd ɐ :ɹǝʍsuɐ

Mona~

You wear broken color, red with light.

Bird flies past you in its flight;

Your pattern of rose,

Thorn and all,

Ignored,

Would  a Tide Stain Stick ruin you?

ʍopuıʍ ssɐןb-pǝuıɐʇs ɐ :ɹǝʍsuɐ