Chetta Achara Poet Free verse

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Time

Minute by minute
The clock marks passage
Past present future
                                         Combine
Unseen the changes
Take her by surprise in reflections
From the mirror
                                          Delusions 
Is it I?
I don’t recognize 
That reflected woman
                                          Madness
Lurking 
Near the end of life~
Perhaps it’s always been

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Kim Rodrigues January 5, 2026 at 12:45 PM The mirror is cra-zee! Alas, we must accept and become the most beautiful inside! Hugs Chetta Achara January 5, 2026 at 12:49 PM Thank you. I’ve always been fascinated by the “infinite” mirrors. Is each reflection a different world? I don’t know. Which reflective is the real me? I don’t know…and on it goes.