Mirror short poem

All I need is a mirror
a mirror in which you are there
There as always to talk to me
no matter what may be
for you’re the wind that keeps me cool
or maybe I am just a fool

All I need is a mirror
so that you can come nearer
close as a honey bee is to a flower
as I compare that love of our
to the one that is forever
never did I see this coming ever

Oh no I don’t need you mirror
for all you give me is a shiver
that shook me to the core
for the girl who loves me no more.

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Ishan Singh Bains

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