An image crystal clear, a view of my soul Nothing can I hide from you Clandestine affair or a story untold. Not just a look but looking through The pride in my eyes , black truth or white lies You’re the only friend to listen and care To reflect my thoughts and share The depth of my inner-self So close we are , together. As happy as I was , talking to you
My past and my future, years gone by
I want to give you a hug ,mirror on the wall
Oh ! but you keep staring , a thousand eyes
After the great fall.
Yes! The mirror is the only “animal” who often threatens me. It makes me realize how bad I am; It tease me for how little I know; Yet, sometime when I look into it and stare directly into the eyes of reflection, I find that the reflection in it is much better than Salman Khan. O’Mirror, how true you are!!
You always make my wife wrong as she says, “Yusuf Pathan looks better than you.”
Lovely! That mirror, if it did fall into 1000 eyes, could still be friend to the narrator though sometimes it may not feel that way. To be seen that well is a great and also a scary gift.
An image crystal clear, a view of my soul
Scattered Thoughts 
“…a view of my soul
Nothing can I hide from you…”
Well expressed Maniparna..loved it ! 🙂
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Thanks Renu ….. 🙂
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Bit of an eerie feeling for me as I read it – but I guess for women it is a different relation with mirror 🙂
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Very good one.
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Really true, Maniparna. We cannot hide anything from the Mirror as it shows us the truth…
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hey its beautiful,I am also to publish for poets united
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you say mirror reflect the truth.
can it reflect the truth out of a lie?
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(y)
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Yes! The mirror is the only “animal” who often threatens me. It makes me realize how bad I am; It tease me for how little I know; Yet, sometime when I look into it and stare directly into the eyes of reflection, I find that the reflection in it is much better than Salman Khan. O’Mirror, how true you are!!
You always make my wife wrong as she says, “Yusuf Pathan looks better than you.”
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“a thousand eyes after the great fall”…intriguing and makes one want to know more…….
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very well expressed, poignant !….strangely I had also a written on the theme Mirror few days back yet to publish… 🙂
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Thank you Nabanita.. publish your ‘mirror’ poem .. I’m really eager to have a look on it 🙂
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So much of inner meaning, very well expressed.
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Thanks Indrani..
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this has a bit of an ominous tone to it….maybe it is the thought of after the fall…to show your true soul would def open one up to risk….
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Love a thousand eyes . . .
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Hugging a mirror is like hugging oneself. very beautiful.One can never hide anything from the mirror.
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Yes..so true. Thanks for dropping by Kalpana 🙂
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A looking glass always reveals the truth.
A well crafted poem
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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Yes, we’re not the same after connecting with other people…’thousand eyes’ ~ very expressive!
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Oh! thank you..glad that you liked it..
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nice one.
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thank you..
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I love those two closing lines…..
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The great fall sounds scary and I didn’t see it coming.
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Yes..an anticipation..scary though..:-)..
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Lovely! That mirror, if it did fall into 1000 eyes, could still be friend to the narrator though sometimes it may not feel that way. To be seen that well is a great and also a scary gift.
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