Reflection

I used to stare at strangers
strolling in serenity with
hatred heavy on my heart.
The reasons, repentant,
rattled my ratiocination.

Till the time transpired
the transition of thought.
In retrospection, I realised
that the rage residing in
my retina was nothing but
my reflection resonating,
reeking off their faces.

by Vaibhav Pandey

Comments (1)

Pretty cool...a little freaky but that is the type of girl I am, so I like that kinda stuff, well keep up the good work, J.S.