The Reflection

The Reflection short poem

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When in fragments I view myself
My judgement based on a trifling
Or not so trifling that has roused
A tremor of mistrust and misgiving
Momentarily rubbing my claim to
A greater understanding of life situation
Enough to cause a gaping hole in the
Fabric of self-esteem I have persevered to
Stitch to the requirement of my present day
My jaundiced view does not suffice to plug the hole
The stitch of sanity of another works better to mend
The gap that threatens to unravel the fabric

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Preeti
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When you get judgmental in life…truly wonderful to read!

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