Wednesday 23 October 2013

MIRRORS


MIRRORS

As I stand in front of the mirror
I see you Baba*, not me
The same face........
The same looks.......
The flame is still there
I am the mirror image of you
Face.......the same
Looks......the same
There still is the flame
Not me, Baba, I see you
As I stand in front of the mirror

*father in Bengali
Written for Poetry Jam