Akshaya Pawasker


Mirror


Silver orb hanging on wall,
A friend or a foe?
It imitates and knows me,
like none will ever know.

Sees me as I am,
before I see the light of sun.
Hair disheveled, buggy eyes,
a face completely undone.

But I do not mind.
‘It’s just you and me’, I say.
Inspecting myself begrudgingly,
yet completely at ease,
even as, the million eyes in one
bore through me,
unblinkingly sans cease.

It does not pass snide remarks,
does not gloat or smirk.
All cruel words it spares,
silently appraising me,
as it appears to stare.

A smile for smile.
A tear for tear.
Commiserating with me,
a parallel individual,
a fleeting illusion
of a twin soul,
in this lonely world.

Submitted: Saturday, August 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

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  • Patricia Grantham (8/23/2013 7:11:00 AM)

    Very very good Akshaya. Mirror mirror on the wall who is
    the fairest of them all? Our reflection tells us exactly the
    truth. It does not lie to us nor does it talks about us. It can
    lead us to a bit of soul searching. I have a poem called
    reflection please take a look at it. A lovely write. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (8/17/2013 10:13:00 AM)

    A unique idea well expressed.
    Commiserating with me,
    a parallel individual,
    a fleeting illusion
    of a twin soul,
    in this lonely world.
    So nicely said! (Report) Reply

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