Self of my self
is one too many
distorts and reflects
mirrors
the self called I
resides beside me
contained and restrained
so I like to think
You never know what really lies within... So oft we behaive in accordence with are mind programming......due to erroneous Fact storage.......
and who is this 'i' doing the thinking? nice write, i enjoyed this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem with depth.