I see myself in the mirror
The mirror image
Suddenly I am aware of the somebody
Lurking behind me with foolish thoughts
The thoughts that drench me in soft memories
The memories of long lost vagabond
The mirror began to speak some truths
The only option is to destroy the possibility
Of being exposed to the mirror
To bury the dangerous vulnerable inside
But no! why? Somehow I feel that
The real self, the exotic is my truth!
Meenu Alex
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