Mist On The Mirror... Poem by Vikrant Jog
Mist On The Mirror...
When I saw in her eyes,
That day I recollected,
Recollected the time,
I had spent viewing me,
In the mirror,
A mirror that never lies,
The same mirror,
Which cannot understand the truth,
A mirror,
Which cannot see a thing,
But can reflect every precise detail,
I dared myself to look,
Deep down her eyes,
But couldn't…
Meanwhile she flickered,
And I felt,
As if that mirror,
Shattered into pieces,
But now again,
I could see the mirror,
But this time,
With the mist of tears…
like Luwar in, the pepping eye started to see the beauty of oneself, mirror the begin of our existence nemesis in the presence...Great poem in our time...
A feel...thats how i can say something when i read this, this poem got a self feel that i enjoyed it while reading the whole words_Soul
A feel...thats how i can say something when i read this, this poem got a self feel that i enjoyed it while reading the whole words_Soul
Lovely cook up dude. It surely gives us a good feel. Mirror never lies and when it comes to collection of memories; there can't be anything like mirror. It makes us recollect all our past, think about future, while making us boast upon present. Keep up the good work
Mirror mirrors mind and emotion as well. A nice reflection of thought. Loved.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A feel...thats how i can say something when i read this, this poem got a self feel that i enjoyed it while reading the whole words_Soul