Mirroring Words

Mirroring Words short poem

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Wandering and Searching,
Catching a glimpse of you sometimes
In a child’s innocent laughter
Bubbling delightfully like a mountain spring
But your heart hidden away somewhere
Deep in the darkest confines of a forest.
Sometimes you’re just another face in the multitude
And sometimes detached and pensive
A drifting thought
Like a feather riding the crest of the winds.
Wandering and Searching,
For someone I have long known
The elusive shadow that remains just out of reach.
Urging the mountains to tell me your story
For they have stood tall across the ages
And countless ephemeral breadths they have lived to see.
In the wake of the endless musings and wanderings,
Wondering would a leaf be shed for me, the day I cease to be.
What would my story be?
I stumbled across traces to thee;
Sustained in life and remembered now by the words you etched,
The final pieces of my unfinished puzzle
For I found—
A little me in you,
And the you in me…

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Chandrama Deshmukh

Amazed at the way how beautifully you have expressed your feelings, through vibrant brush strokes of nature.
The last three lines sum it up. Like there is nothing more left to say.
When existence is compared to the vastness of nature, a wise thought prevails… it’s too short to let go 🙂
A wonderful poem indeed.


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