Treasure Island

AJAYA BOHIDAR

(04-11-1955 / Junagarh (Odisha) (India))

Mirror


Miles
I walked alone
To vanish
From your vision

A journey
To somewhere
A journey
To nowhere

I went
To a forest
Intending to
Meditate

I succeeded
My mind drifted
Away from
Worldliness

I was roaming in the forest
And came near a village
I entered a house
To see my image

It was since long
I saw myself not even once
Curiosity was in mind
To notice the change at once

I pushed open
The door
And searched for
The mirror

Mirror eluded me
I continued my search
I opened the bathroom
And succeeded at last

I began to scan
My physique
In the full length mirror
I was facing

The unruly moustache
And the grown up beard
Did not figure
In the mirror

Face wore beauty
Eyes attraction
Lips and cheeks
Bore perfection

I could not believe
It was me in the mirror
The figure resembled
That of my dear

My heart
Began to pound
My hand advanced
Without making any sound

It touched the cheek
In the mirror
Soft was the mirror
As soft as my dear

I embraced
The whole mirror
It filled me
With cheer

Suddenly my mind awoke
Oh it’s my dear
I realized
It was no mirror

Submitted: Saturday, February 12, 2011
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