My mirror

by Megha   Dec 23, 2004


It calls me back,day after day,
to pass churlish,pejorative,insolent remarks,
to spray light on truth,suck me out of the dark
to make me discover me in its own sagacious way.

i am afraid of searching its reaches,
the spurious world seems to comfort me,
im diffident,but cant help returning to see
the true things that it teaches.

its opinions may sometimes be inimical,
but it has the guts to speak
about what is,and not what we seek,
because it is only truthful,not typical.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Rakesh

    A very good write.. u never cease to amaze and impress :)

  • 18 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    *sniff* wow!! that was great poem indeed...right in my fav list u go

    bye n take care

  • 19 years ago

    by Sourav

    Wow! This is poem is great! I'm really impressed! Well done!

  • 19 years ago

    by Ş∂ņďħy∂

    How True! The poem has a collection of nice vocab and it delivers a deep thought. Great poem dear.

    Long time, no see, no talk! :)..
    See you around.
    Regards, trincy.

  • 19 years ago

    by Aishite Imasu

    Wow strongly written keep it up 5...

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