Umpteen times he saw his face
Spotless, clean and clear
Now when he stands before the mirror
To his surprise! Here are so many scratches
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When everything is lost in the dusky sky, mocking and joking going on. This poem is very thought provoking and brilliantly penned and shared.
Mirrors are flat. Depth of image in a mirror is an illusion. And where do the scratches belong? Is it the lost self or the lost perception of self? Well written, meditative piece of writing!
A wonderful poem full of profound thoughts, Asim ji.......A 100
To see a clear and beautiful face in the mirror that does not mock or joke, just remain your beautiful inner Self -the Soul of sublime nature, of beauty and purity.
When you look at the mirror with a clear mind of pure thoughts, you see a beautiful face without any blemishes.
They say a mirror is a reflection of not just your mind but your soul as well. The scratches appear when the mind is clogged and confused with negative thoughts.
This is a great philosophical poem having touching expression with insightful theme. Thanks for sharing dear Asim.
Wow! Wow! Hi darling Asim poet, a lovely poem you have written. Dusky sky is mocking and joking. Thanks! This deserves 10 darling.
Sometimes mirror also looses its clarity in course of time ' Now time stands between them Mocking and joking, When everything is lost in the dusky sky., ....thought provoking poem 10++ thank you Asim for sharing such lovely short poems with us...also thanks a lot for all your comments on my poems....God bless you