Mirror Poem by hassan hayati
Mirror
I still survive, I am still alive
Devoting my pride, again and again
Never told you about my deep pain
My plain love and heart
Was simply taken as my naïve part
You never asked who I was, never
I never told you who I was, never
I warn you with my hidden tear
My fevered pride is a fear
You would be broken and cracked
Seeing my real me in your mirror
Then you will find I have left your cage
Then you will never see my name in your page
Then you will find who I had been
Then it is late, I won't be again seen
A beautiful poem of love, pain, pride, fear and regret. Very well written Hassan! ....10+
My plain love and heart Was simply taken as my naïve part You never asked who I was, never I never told you who I was, never I warn you with my hidden tear.....The real me..... i see in this mirror. a philosophical write. tony
A riot of emotions touching both head and heart. Is there a way out from a chaotic feelings? Leave to to the readers. It struck me whatever I read.
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You never asked who I was, never I never told you who I was, never I warn you with my hidden tear My fevered pride is a fear - Seeing my real me, real I. philosophic and spiritual. tony
Very intense. The repeated never brought my hair on my arms to rising- there is a feeling of something coming and it is a fearsome mixture of pain, pride, fear, and regret. Well done, Hassan.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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An intensive write with thoughtful penning. Touching expression. Beautiful poem shared. Thanks.