Who am i?

Walking down the road

I look down at the mirror

Stared back a face unknown

Smiled and said Hi.

Confronted, the soul wilted

Looked back, searching

Yearning to see through the mist

Waiting. To die.

The cloud clears, the grass sparkles

in the sun.  Thoughtlessly drifting

through a flood of thoughts

I meet myself. Unrecognised

I move on.

Broken images, fettered visions

Severed wounds, Glistening tears

The taste of blood, the sea beach,

Rowing back into the deep…..

Creation smiles,

As the mirror on the wall

which never lies

Refuses to say who am i…..

About Agnivo Niyogi

Typical Aantel, reader, blogger, news addict, opinionated. Digital media enthusiast. Didi fanboi. Joy Bangla!

Posted on November 22, 2010, in Politics. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.

  1. Lovely…. just loved it!

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  2. Awesome: Detachment! Loved it!

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  3. Ohhh! Loved it man! Superb flow!

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  4. This is so stylistic!

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