Reflection - Poem by sushanta rokka
Yeah, ready to go with her there
Lets see how do I look, need to make my hair..
A man standing front of me facing me
Asking me, what do I really see
I said, "I see me, I m looking at mirror"
He said, "That's wrong, fault an error"
It's already late, I need to go, don't waste my time
he"No wait, don't go, I have to tell u sumthing if u don't mind
It's not the same what you see and what I see
I saw a heightless black boy, wid a dirty face,
Wid big belly, don't know how to wear dress,
Smokes, drinks, not rich and in exam he always fails
U r too bad boy, mentally child n bite his nails..
This is real you. Not perfect a bad boy.
She rejected you for 100 times n this is why.
U begged her so c came to meet you
She would never love you, u r not perfect, these aren't lie
Don't go, for your own sake leave her, just tell her bye.."
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