Crying before mirror
And telling,
Mirror is crying.
Asking the dream,
And mirror is dreaming
Life here and
It is under scrutiny.
Some words are
Left out
And so also
Some sights.
But the mirror
Is still there
Like far up star.
So sweet your poem like the happy memories in this life. Thank you for sharing this awesome poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing poem sir.. :)