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The Mirrored Reflection

Updated: Jul 19, 2025

By Syed Noha Farooq


Rubbing your chin and a frown on face, 

Deeply troubled yet composed. 

Sitting on the edge of the hard mattress, 

Not once looking over your shoulders. 


A glance, I yearn to see your face, 

A pain in my heart that seldom fades. 

Amidst your worries of the worldly life, 

Does your heart beat in my direction? 


Sobbing like a child, selfish in love, 

Yes! I need and crave more. 

For no man has touched me ever, 

Or loved me like you before. 


Prisoner you shall not be, 

I prepare to let you free. 

From the constant validation I seek, 

From seeking your face every breath. 


Painful and sorrowful it shall be, 

For a woman like me. 

I know the worth my love brings, 

To the man who has loved me. 


Throw me a challenge and I shall accept, 

Without any fuss or ego. 

To declare my love to the world, 

I can go beyond my measures. 


None can buy my love, No! 

The jewel of my heart is mine. 

Yes, the corners of my heart grow, 

In the space I provide your name! 


So madly in love, but I have hurt you, 

In so many uncountable ways! 

How then can you reciprocate my love? 

After such stormy seas? 


Guilt by time, has filled my throat, 

Will you ever understand me? 

Or will you sit with your back turned, 

Upon the same bed we sleep? 


My heart is restless, 

I’m in pain. 

For no pain is worse, 

Than a hollow gaze in return. 


How many times have I begged pardon? 

In my innocence, I have caused you misery. 

And my selfishness in desiring you, 

Is now filled with anguish! 


Someday close to the end of time,

When you shall know of my leave. 

Perhaps you will with your heart, 

Forgive me and accept my offering. 


No two souls who loved enough,

Be strong to bid goodbye.

For tears can’t hide a grieving heart,

Sadness overwhelms the soul.


Not in this world, then I shall wait,

For your arrival in eternity.

There you shall know the truth,

Of my soul whose crown you were.


By Syed Noha Farooq


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