Self image
Passing by a mirror
I saw my reflection.
You were smiling back.
I saw my reflection.
You were smiling back.
A place to scribble words. Allow them to take shape. Sometimes they lead me to a merry dance; sometimes dancing to their own tune or even running away. Maybe one day they will tango with me and then....
2 Comments:
loved this :)
Sreejith : Thank you :)
Paaji : Thank you for your perspective :P (btw, i don't remember saying anything remotely similar to what you have accused me of.) The piece is a moment of my life. Even if you don't identify with it, its quite ok you know.
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