Wednesday, August 8, 2012

the rear view mirror...

O this mirror for rear view set
So many shadows flowing met -
Shadow of someone's legs without shoes
Red nail polished idly rested for a view...
Someone's giggling wild lipstick smudged
On white shirt, the mirror reflected large...
Someone's cloudy darkened face
The mirror captured for a while... apace...

O this mirror for so many nights
Witnessed silent suppressed fights...
And then when from the murky sky
The moon rose somehow to catch a sigh
The mirror took also a fleeting note
Of words gulped down someone's throat...
And then one autumn whence the sky was blue
The mirror recorded how laughter flew
From someone's mouth almost unstoppable...
O the mirror has so many stories to tell...





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