When you stare into silent eyes
Of yourself, in the mirror that lies,
During the evening that oscillates
Between the gone day and night that waits
Locked with the mirror, candid, scary,
So honest that I chose the contrary,
The wall, plain and painted salmon pink
With random streaks of water leaks that stink
But the sound of the dripping water
(And vexing laughs of neighbor's daughter)
As the so formed noisy alliance
Is amplified in the evening's silence
And the water streaks, random till now
Have started taking clear shapes somehow,
A man, a woman, a dragon too
Is this real or a feast for Baku...
~Ajay
25/10/17
A/N- Baku is a tapir-like Japanese yokai (Mythological supernatural beings) believed to eat dreams
