Asking My Mirror - Μπρος Στον Καθρέπτη Poem by Kostas Lagos
Asking My Mirror - Μπρος Στον Καθρέπτη
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Where is my beauty?
Who have stolen my youth's years?
Asking my mirror
Πού το κάλλος μου;
Πού της νιότης τα χρόνια;
Μπρος στον καθρέπτη
Wednesday, October 30, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life,nostalgia
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Panagiota. Romiss
30 October 2019
Hello Kostas! You have to see the beauty. A mirror knows nothing.))))
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5/19/2024 3:35:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Unfortunate, but a mirror can only reflect the current scene. But it's time science invents to embed some memory chip inside the mirror that can remember and reflect accordingly. Until then you must wait. The poem gives rise to many thoughts like this.