Mirrors

Its just a poem about some random thoughts...

I sit alone in the forest

Looking at the trees

 

Suddenly a drop of water falls on my head

And looking at my replica I freeze.

      

I ponder, I contemplate, I shiver

But the figure enjoys it.

 

I look at her and she looks at me.

Our eyes meet

 

And I ask her, “Who are you?”

But there is no answer but a faint smile.

 

A smile that has multiple interpretations

A smile that holds thousands of secrets.

 

We stand still for a long time and then

Comes a slight whisper from the stranger.

 

I am the good, the bad and the beast

I am the conscious, the subconscious and the unconscious.

 

And I stare at her unable to decipher her words.

Trying hard to comprehend her mysterious existence.

 

Then suddenly the facsimile seems to faint

And disappears in the dark

 

Now I am left all alone

I want to know who she was.

I want to know why she came.

I want to know many things

 

But then, with a small drop in my eye

I accept the fact that she is gone

That, I will never lighten the dark secrets of the forest.

 

With a hopeless mind and melancholic heart, I go back

I go back to the world from where I had come.

Into the depths of the universe.