Beyond the glass

Reena Saxena

my sanity often questions me
asking me to change mirrors
and of course, my eye glasses…
In which color do I see the world?
who lives on other side of mirrors?
will I be glad or sad to meet my alter-self ?
I run away from question marks
looking for asylum to find peace
the inmates there smile sweet at me
‘There comes a mad woman
who can’t see beyond vision
let’s awaken her other senses
help with reincarnation’

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  1. I’ve think I have reached the age where the mirror never worries, I like to be myself and try not to worry too much about how my image is reflected. A neat little piece of writing. I enjoyed reading 🙂 🙂

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