In quiet moments of reflection, the mirror transforms into a storyteller. This poem, “Mirror of Me”, explores memory, growth, and identity.
It reflects a life once filled with dreams, influenced by routine, and now rediscovered through creativity. Each wrinkle holds wisdom, and every smile carries untold stories.
Mirror of Me
I look into the mirror each day,
Not just to see my hair turn grey.
I search for stories in my eyes,
To keep my spark and dreams alive.
I see a child who once had dreams,
A man now caught in daily schemes.
Now a poet with a heart so wide,
Finding calm where colors hide.
The mirror shows both joy and pain,
Sunshine mixed with drops of rain.
The quiet thoughts I never speak,
The strength I find when I feel weak.
I see a smile that time has drawn,
A soul that’s soft, yet bravely strong.
Not just a face, but all I’ve been—
The zigzags of life I’ve lived within.
So when I stand and look at me,
I find a life both wild and free.
The mirror whispers, clear and true—
“I still believe in all you do.”
(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com
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very nice .
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Thank you so much.
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A very nice piece….
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Thank you so much for your kind words!
I’m truly glad you enjoyed it. Your appreciation means a lot and encourages me to keep writing and sharing from the heart.
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**”A beautiful reflection on life Verma ji !! where every line tells a story, and every glance holds a journey.”** 🌟
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Thank you so much for your heartfelt words! 🌟
I’m truly touched that you felt the depth in each line.
Life indeed writes its own poetry through our moments and memories—and your appreciation makes the journey even more meaningful. 🙏
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You have redefined looking in the mirror. It is important to engage in self-reflection. Thanks for this!
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