I stare right at you,
I know you,
I am you.
But, now, I am not so sure,
I somehow know the stark contrasts,
You are a stranger mocking at me.
Seconds tick by and the midnight approaches,
I sit alone here, seeing the reflection of you,
Noting the subtle changes,
Those that smiles cannot hide,
Is it a memory?
Is it the person?
What holds you there?
Frozen in time, unwilling to step out?
I know there is something wrong,
I can’t put a finger at it,
I just know it.
7 comments:
That's really nice - unadulterated and simple - really good Mahita! :)
Mahita! Great Job...So wonderful...
@Shubha
Thanks a lot :).
@Kalyan
Welcome and thank u :)
You are traversing yourself hrough a mirror? Were you sure that your right wasnt left behind?
Mahita!! thats awesome poetry!! :)
o.. That sounds.. blurrred!! :)..
Told u - u have a sight problem.. duh!!
@Prabhu
Attempted to... :)...
@Sashu
Thanks for the kind words.. :)
@Su
Very funny!! :)
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