Poetry

The Mirror and the Narcissist

Bothering oneself for oneself
Looking at oneself for oneself,
The critics of displeasure seem to preserve the self for a while
A mirage of a far
Is cast so near;
Becomes a glass with a reflection.
It garners a delight
For seconds of knowingness
Again, to know better;
To complete the missing beauty
Into the image
And the imagery of the self
Withering and ceasing already
Only to survive in that perplexity
Knowing the banal ties
Of colours from yesteryear and dyes in the hands
Ready to dilute the change in it
Coming through as a future.

                                                          ~Sushant Thapa 

                                                         Biratnagar, Nepal 

One Comment

  1. Abiral Bhardwaj

    Beautiful

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