I came across a mirror on the wall…
Tried to look-in, my reflection there tall…
Aghast to see my scattered future..,
Were put together with the sutures…
Turned back with fear, closing my eyes…
Got a heavy jerk when opened my eyes…
There were my recorded imprints,
Strongly, thickly formed my foot prints..
Can I efface them, thought a while..
But I felt, they were taunting me in style..
Caught between the dreaded commotions…
No one cared about my emotions….
Alone, standing in the midst of a nightmare..
My future and past were pulling my nous with one another…
A ray of hope, bright light, showing me the path…
My present, leading me to the primrose path!!!
When I truly am here…in Paradise
Why do I bother to look in the mirror, or past days???
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Why look for the future and worry about the past, when paradise is here..
May not your Yesterday's fortune overshadow tomorrow's dream.
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