Reflection Reflection

In front of the mirror

Bewildered with the reflection

She asked herself-who am I?

Loss of identity.

Wondered but smiled

Seeing the reflection

But not in her mirror

In the eyes that stared at her

Realized, her identity is that eyes

That she is looking up to.

She stood tranquil,

Eyes changed every now and then.

Ragged between the truth and fate.

She desperately holds on

Fearing the imminent darkness

In hope of a mirage beyond the mist A realisation of her true self

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