Mirror, mirror on the wall

Mirror, mirror, on the wall
Show me the me
I am looking for

Reflections in the mirror
Strangers staring back at me
Son, brother
Husband, lover
Friend, co-worker
I see everybody
But I don’t see me

When I arrived
I didn’t see me
When I leave
I won’t see me
From the time
I looked at the mirror
Saw only
Fractured split personalities

Mirror, mirror, on the wall
No more mystery
Tell me the truth
Show me the me
The true reality


Author: pranabaxom

Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.

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