Standing in front of the mirror
When the gaze goes beyond the eyes
Through the window you enter
The world you had left behind
So many anecdotes start playing
A retrospective film
So many memories come rushing
Reliving those days in solitude
From the mirror they gaze at you
Asking you questions
After all these years
You still do not have answers to many
It’s futile to go in search now
As you would like to step inside
And search among the memories
Only if you could do it any different