The Unrecognised

Somewhere we really see ourselves in an empty room in the mirror. Ever questioned? Why we see ourselves so deeply in our reflection? Its just few lines. I guess i shouldn't call it a poem.

In the room,
In the washroom,
Or wherever in front of that opaque glass window.....
You are the other one,
Standing opposite of you,
At whom you look....like,
This look-alike me is somebody,
Which you want to be.
This somebody you find in the mirror of a quiet room,
This somebody is you........if you realise!

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

Drearily Introspective

Great Read

Matthew

[Shweta]

Thanks a ton:)

[Shweta]

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