Amitava Sur Poet ABC

Broken Mirror

With a sudden gush of air, the mirror, hanging on the wall
Was broken into hundreds of pieces.

Collecting all of them and uniting in a frame
Carefully I hung up the mirror again.

When I stood in front of it, I was so much astonished,
Found hundreds of ‘I's, staring at me -

With so many faces of mine, mostly being unknown
I got astounded and kept on looking at them! !

They were fat and lean, some looked so cunning
Some of them were so gentle and benign.

There, I found some devils even,
Very cruel and ugly, so many! !

Looking at them I was so surprised
But they all were staring at me,

So many ‘I's being unknown and weird
I was just comparing me with them.

Feeling nervous, I left that place
And looked back there again,

I found them all at a time
Were grinning at me with a tease.

I bowed down in front of that broken mirror
To reveal and expose me,

Helping me to be cautious enough
To analyze and correct myself.

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Amitava (2.11.20145) 7-00 am


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