Poetry

Sunday, 27 December 2020

Looking glass

 I went into nature to see the birds

But all I saw were the crowds of people

So I went to the city to see the steeples

But all I saw were Empty streets


I went to the moon to look at the stars

But all I saw were parked up Tesla cars

So I went to the stars to see the universe

But all I saw was infinity run in reverse


So I went within to find myself

But all I saw were others reflected there

So I asked the others what can they see

They said behind the mirror they could see me

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