What do you see me as? I may ask,
Sweet as a mango? Bitter as an almond?
You see what you want to see,
Only true reflection speaks the truth.
An enigma of sorts I see myself,
A case the detectives can't solve,
A novel where each new page is a mystery,
The mind so scattered it's appalling.
Riddles and rhymes tickles my fancy,
Questions and puzzles are a delicacy,
A broken mirror shows reality,
A smooth mirror only gives you one side of the story.
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Changing Elements
PoetryPoetry has no limits to what can be expressed. Love, sadness, happiness, depressions, romance and motivation. Poems about life's inspirations. Experience variety with "Changing Elements".
