in the mirror i saw an image
of the mirror itself
reflected on its surface
a glass so pure
light passed through it
as it opened its heart to speak-
i mean the mirror.
( poems pass a lot of message... perceive it in your own beloved ways...)
H.M.
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1 comment:
nice hiku ;)
btw let me know how Endgame is when ur done
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