The lady I saw seemed so familiar
Grey strands and fine lines in the face
A subtle smile that hid many secrets
A gait that expressed an inane grace!
Quiet in a corner she sat
Almost as if she had nothing to say.
If only people would listen though,
For she did have a song to play!
Her face was clam in solitude
Toes that had a mind of their own!
Bright eyes that searched the distance
For the love she once had known.
Her hair tied back in a delicate braid
A curl that managed to escape!
Holding her in a warm embrace
A saree she knew well to drape.
And when something she disapproved
Her eyebrows would meet in a frown.
Strong shoulders that held a head
That lost the chance to the crown!
When she spoke her voice did show
Interests that came to the fore!
A thirst for knowledge that would grow,
A cheerful mind that searched for more.
No one knew beneath what they saw
Was a child so scared of being lost!
Enveloped by a great sense of pride
She would never admit it at any cost.
The more I saw the more I knew
That in the mirror I did see;
She certainly seemed like she were
A mirror image of me!
I stared at the image that stared back
It seemed like an eerie mystery.
This was the day that I met myself
As a lateral image greeted me!
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