The face on the mirror

Daily i stand in front of the mirror
to see a face in front of me,
which everyday keeps me staring at it...

I see it daily,
still everyday i feel it to be the first time....
Why don't i get familiar to it????
Why does the mind never accepts it to be mine????

My eyes refuses to move away...
The running time never stands as a barrier,
These eyes look into the eyes on the mirror,
some waves rushes from left to right of my head....
A wired feel conquers me...

The waves spreads and slowly moves down
through the neck till the hands....
The fear remains, but my control in me is lost,
these eyes refuse to move away from the eyes on the mirror,
my conscience prays for some one to move me off this mirror
and some one does it every-time, may god bless them...

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is a chiller and a thriller. The psychological suspense made it superb.

[Ruth]

This is intriguing! Holds a lot of depth to it and makes the reader dwell on the imagery, very well thought out xoxo

[Lively]

Very deep and real poem. Same happens with me. Nice. Please send read requests for such poems... Appreciable poem...