Discussion in 'Poetry and Lyrics Forum' started by sayanakaharry, Apr 13, 2005.

  1. sayanakaharry

    sayanakaharry Forum Leader


    Whenever I look into the mirror
    A stranger looks back at me.
    He seems to have
    The same face
    The same hair, the same build
    The same characteristics.
    But yet, it’s a stranger in the mirror.
    Though sometimes it does seem
    That I know him
    That I have known him for long
    Yet he is a stranger.
    He beckons……
    With wild and hypnotic gesticulations
    Invites me to the other side
    Of the glass barrier.
    He promises me of infinite treasures
    Happiness and bliss
    On the other side.
    Yet, I do not go
    Nor do I answer his call.
    Because I fear.
    I fear that-
    The stranger in the mirror
    Might just be

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