Reflections

Reflections of pictures..
Reflections of figures sitting closer..
Reflections of scriptures written bolder..
Reflections of toys…
That broke after the summer holidays.
Reflections of clothes..
That flew in the stormy rain.
Reflections of shoes..
That stood beside.
Reflections of holes..
That brood inside.
Reflections of stories..
Reflections of faces emerging unfinished.
Reflections of traces urging repeatedly.
Reflections of hands..
That left their mark..
Reflections of lands..
That can be ventured even in dark.
Reflections of songs..
That were sung in glorious fury.
Reflections of wrongs..
That were misguided by envious jury.
Reflections of seizure..
Reflections of teaser..
Reflections long gone…
But still visible refusing to be blurry.
Reflections of drops which were unseen.
Reflections that stops despite being keen.
Reflections of lies..
Reflections of denies..
Reflections that felt so real..
Overpowered by surreal.
Those that stay..
Are rare..
Deeper by the day..
As much from the stare.
Where reflections of incisions..
That got wounded in a stealthy affair.

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