Saturday, 21 November 2015


I couldn't see myself anymore
Even inner feelings were lost
So I tried to find a reflection
On the trusted looking glass

But the mirror was so dusty
Nothing really came across
I was a featureless contour
Might as well been a stone

I tried to then find myself
On a filled up wine glass
But the drink was tinted
So convoluted the glass

I tried to see a reflection
Upon my laptop monitor
But there the steady flow
Of stormy media blocked

Tired, disaffected and lost
I gave up, started to doze
And upon my closed eyes
A reflection arrived mine

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