And I Understand Poem by Waseem Sherif

And I Understand



a bleak and oblique face staring back at me
I see distorted lines and shapes unnamed
yet well-defined black eyes piercing the glass to meet mine
I shiver! my whole being quakes and I understand.

Friday, January 29, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
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