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Rupal Oct 2014
When I set outward
I use the mirror
for an external reflection.
The mirror only shows
what I am willing to reveal.
Neither approval nor disapproval.

When I turn inward
my soul, my real mirror,
it does not see,
it sees through...
My past, present and future.
Nothing to hide
yet no content to discuss.
A mirror that
does not reflect.
A mirror that
is not my reflection
in time and space.
A mirror that is
my pilgrimage
to the Divine...
  Oct 2014 Rupal
Amitav Radiance
Offer your words
At the altar of poetry
See the words blossom
Into fragrant flowers
Aroma of the soul
In the poems
  Oct 2014 Rupal
LittleFreeBird
You steal my breath away
Exhale
I inhale yours
And somehow
That air goes down easier
Than my own
  Oct 2014 Rupal
ryn
my steps are just attempts
to stow away
on the sails, on future's mast

as I walk away,
leaving behind the trail
of my unsuccessful past...
  Oct 2014 Rupal
DiamondGirl
The words I was writing are gone,slipped away
But the feeling has not-
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