Reflection of me


A feeler’s ecstasy,

A thinker’s dream,

You are no fantasy,

My reality you seem.

I moved ahead to touch you

But I could only pass through.

Are you the air I breathe?

Or the water filled with life?

Life? Yes, you are life.

Pleasant. Energy!

Am I running after you?

Or running after a new life?

After much ado, I found you!

Where? Should I tell you?

Within me.

Oh, a reflection of me!

Published by Sneha

Thinker, Poetess, Instructional Designer

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