I wish to lie,
just like a mirror.
So sleek, showing glimpses of glee.
The more I get lost,
The more I see.
Sinking the skin,
showing no sign of blinking might tell the truth.
But the pieces of darkness I collect,
Don’t show the shadows dyed black.
The water really shows you fragments of itself.
Never the truth.
While it’s shivering in itself,
It reminds me of myself.
How there are fishes if clear ,
And heavy stuff sunken to disappear.
No matter how invisible,
They’re still there.
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Mishthi Shukla is a 15 years old Student.
“I write poems to escape the world, I dream to heal people.”