Tuesday, 29 May 2018

Reflection

A lot is visible to the inner eyes
Than what the naked eye can see

Reflection gives a sigh of relief
The scenes, whose wait had decades streak

What seems to be darkness to you
I can feel the light inside me

Once upon a time I avoided these frames
Today I can watch them, till the world's end

And with every view, a question strikes
Whether it is reality or still a dream



-SR.



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