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Refection- vijay joshi

— Reflection—

I don’t know why,

lately my mirror seems unhappy,

Almost sulky.

Tried funny faces,

Tried persuasion,


tried all I can but

It was all in vain.

It seemed restless, ill at ease,

just kept returning a stern look.

Then suddenly it dawned on me,

a feng shui advisor that I had consulted not too long ago,

I has moved the mirror to a new location in the house.

I moved the mirror back to its original location near the window,

where it could see outside again.

Mirror was happy again.

It became my true reflection again!

Free Verses

— Hungry–

hot molten golden lava,

snacking on earth and rocks,

ran down the hill,

to take

a cold bath

in the




overdue, overfilled,

heavy black cloud,

having given birth

to rain water,


in the sky.


I am with friends,

I am still lonely.

I am in a crowd,

I am still lonely.

I am all alone,

now I am not lonely.



big and small

trying to escape from the ocean,

swimming furiously,

came crashing

to the shore,

only to be captured by the

sand and the rocks


pulled back in

by the ocean

yet again.


Ocean water,

flew high above in the sky,


water laden heavy,

thick black cloud,


it transformed itself

into pouring rain,


into the ocean,


ocean water



Having returned home

after a day’s hard work

on a hot humid day,

tired sun

was greeted

from a spacious pink horizon,


a shy blushing




life and its death,

visible and invisible,

born on the same day, at the same time.

life’s dark shadow-day and night

death is omnipresent,

always lurking, threatening,

Death is an enigma.

Is it ugly or handsome,

tall or short, slim or obese, happy or sad,

black, white or brown, young or old,

handsome or ugly, a man or a woman?

Ruthless cruel death

kills the body then steals the life.

Does death have a life?

will it be more humane now?