Who Are You?

By Maria Afroz

A parallel universe,

Must be where you come from,

Or a world made of mirrors,

Could be where you belong.

I saw my reflection in your eyes,

It felt as if the world had stopped,

And so did the time;

With My mind, away all hopped.

Is it too late to realise,

That who am I?

All this time was it me,

Or the person, in your eyes I see?

Between you and me,

The distance is not much,

It's Exactly,

The Distance in the mirror that don't let our fingers touch.

Is you in the mirror the real me?

Or perhaps an anomaly,

With resemblance so uncanny.

But no,

U and I aren't the same,

There's a difference

of at least 11 alphabets, you know?

I see you slowly fade away,

But I remain the same.

Hope you're doing good

In the parallel universe,

Probably where you come from

Or a world made of mirrors,

Could be where you belong.

By Maria Afroz