Mosaic Poem by Sumita Jetley

Mosaic



mostly,
if i keep talking to myself
i stay sorted

as if in trance there is somewhat an abstract arrayed
is this how in general it goes

this way
your reflection
what all the mirror says

Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: reflection
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in general, life sways and reaches to its qualms minus qualms
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