Category Archives: poetry challenge

the muddy mirror

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it is me

is it

staring at me

through the muddy mirror

or

is my skin muddy

and wrinkled

I think

for

the last reflection of me

was surely through

a looking glass

which was cleaner

I write, I blog

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late at night

alone in my room

I think

of the millions of fellow humans

far away

and

I try to reach out to them

I yearn to form a bond

so

I write, I blog

in the hope

that one day

I shall come across a life changing encounter

with someone out there

that will change my life forever

 

 

 

 

 

 

the child

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I saw

childhood

begging on the streets

running nose

torn clothes

those tender feet

blistered

disheveled hair

I looked

for a sign

of hope

and there it was

in his eyes

the child in him

was speaking to me