Reflection Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi
Reflection
I look back,
to see what I acheived.
If I died,
would there beany friends who grieved.
Honestly I could have taken,
the road less travelled.
I could have followed ambitions more.
But all I am, is a middle aged bore.
Lack of drive or enthusiasm,
or failing to reach orgasm,
caused me look into the mirror.
I stare at my sorry state or reflection.
I Siddiqi 06/09/2009
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