My Reflection
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Anil Kumar Panda
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I am the reflection of me
Short and port bellied
Never in a hurry to achieve
That is beyond my grasp
I stand in front of the mirror
With a hope that I am handsome
With sharp nose and cute lips
I smile like a joker
Though there is pain inside
The mirror is double my height
I can see my feet
Tiny like that of a baby
Trying to grow
Beyond the size of my shoes
I watch the roof
In the flat and polished glass
It is too high for my head
To touch and let me feel tall
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