and when you look into the mirror
is it the door that deceives you?
is it the door that tells you
there is a way out?
do not be fooled,
for it lies; it lies and it pretends,
it waits for your arrival,
it awaits you.
let its hunger engulf itself,
let it scream, let it quiver in pain,
let it die,
but do not allow it near you.
YOU ARE READING
Northfire
Poetrya collection of various poems i've composed. content can include haiku, tanka, cinquains, free form poetry etc. language is primarily english, occasionally bengali. not affiliated with penguin. art by ??
