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
Father
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
Nice write, Pranab!
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Thanks Kunal.
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Hmm. I’m sure a lot struggle with these split personality and seek to find themselves under the bushel of everything else. Lovely introspection.
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Thanks
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My pleasure 🙂
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We truly need to look in the mirror of ourselves sometimes and speak to ourselves in a good way. Great poetry!
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Thank you and thanks for the visit.
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One more thoughtful reflection on self the unknown
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Thank you and thanks for visiting.
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