InanimateA Poem by Shail
I imagined I was of flesh and blood with a heart and a brain feelings and pain I bled when nicked Too close the fire singed invisible arrows pierced and my eyes shed tears. I forgot… I am but inanimate Just a mirror on the wall Metal and glass No feelings at all People glance To make up their face A smile, a grimace then onward with grace. You only see what is outside Turned the other way inside Nothing more, nothing less I can only reflect. - Shail Mohan (Oct 2009)
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Added on October 12, 2009 Last Updated on October 12, 2009 AuthorShailTrivandrum, IndiaAboutAn introvert in the garb of an extrovert A dreamer An incurable romantic An amateur writer A music aficionado A Wodehouse fan Hmmm... what else?? A woman A wife A mother But most of all jus.. more..Writing
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