Mohabeer Beeharry

Freshman - 537 Points (23 November 1937 / Mauritius)

Which Side Of The Mirror? - Poem by Mohabeer Beeharry

I wonder what game we are playing with life.
I am one
And life is another.
Life does not end, at any time
For it never began.
Like the sun
It appears and disappears,
Playing an eternal game of hide and seek.
It was here when I came
And will be here when I leave.
I only disappear from the mirror
Those who know,
know that they are still there,
Unreflected,
More alive than this side of the mirror;
Free from the shackles of ignorance
In the cosmic infinity,
Untrammelled, free from the fear of being lost,
slashed or exterminated.
The real self.
We are born,
Attached,
We cry a lot in ignorance.
We play and laugh a little
Picking pebbles on the shore of time.
And then plunge back into the eternal wisdom


Comments about Which Side Of The Mirror? by Mohabeer Beeharry

  • Silver Star - 4,500 Points Uma Ram (6/3/2015 6:40:00 AM)

    True sir but the reflections of the mirror stay forever beyond births...thanks for the lovely thought shared sir (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,446 Points Somanathan Iyer (8/28/2013 11:25:00 AM)

    The illusion of mind reflected in an excellent way. very good poem. enjoyed reading. Thanks (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,259 Points Geetha Jayakumar (8/28/2013 7:15:00 AM)

    This made me to think which side of mirror am there..whether am reflected, and still there or not reflected still to be there..like hide and seek..
    Beautiful poem..loved reading it..
    Thank you for the comments for my poem.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 46 Points Jodie Hardy (8/27/2013 3:10:00 PM)

    A great view on our 'time' here on earth, in this life. Beautifully reflected in your poem. Well done x (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 42 Points Adheez Van Der Beanthz (8/26/2013 2:56:00 PM)

    good words for good poem
    enjoy to read it
    thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 953 Points Yasmeen Khan (8/26/2013 10:24:00 AM)

    ''Playing an eternal game of hide and seek.
    It was here when I came
    And will be here when I leave.
    I only disappear from the mirror'' you have tried to resolve the mystery of existence. A profound write (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,778 Points Tiku . (8/26/2013 8:30:00 AM)

    We cry a lot in ignorance.
    We play and laugh a little
    Picking pebbles on the shore of time.
    And then plunge back into the eternal wisdom' is extremely beautiful.Philosophical ink.liked it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013


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