Thursday 12 April 2012

Mirror


I am trapped in a house of mirrors
Where ever I look, I see his face
I tried, I struggled, to find my way out
And I don’t remember how I woke up in this maze
Chambers into chambers leading no where
Walls of mirror stand silent and stare
Doors, carved on the walls but no knobs
No concept of life, or death or gods
All is but one face, every where
All is but one voice I hear
I wonder how long I have been here
I have no track of time or year
I long to see my own face once
But I am his reflection, aren’t I?
I wonder….
Am I real?

1 comment:

  1. wow it has to be one of your finest. i love it

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