Theme: Self


One morning I rose up to find
In my own inside I am confined
There is no way to look at myself
How I look ? A devil or an elf !

How are my eyes, my nose, my face ?
Is it just a skin or glowing grace ?
And I find to my horror !
I am none without a mirror !

A mirror of glass, or someone's eyes
A mirror of shock, or surprise
A mirror of love, fear or hate
Is all I need to be in this state !


More By  :  Indrajit Bandyopadhyay

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