Theme: Introspection


I used to stare at strangers
strolling in serenity with
hatred heavy on my heart.
The reasons, repentant, 
rattled my ratiocination.

Till the time transpired
the transition of thought.
In retrospection, I realised
that the rage residing in 
my retina was nothing but
my reflection resonating, 
reeking off their faces. 


More By  :  Vaibhav Pandey

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