Natural Mirror
That is a mirror, anatural mirror
That stands ahead of ahuman rear
Displaying such miraculous versions
If a human being sees on it
Amazements are followers
Is that a how question?
As it intervenes with
atmost gusto
Like a blue colour
In the ear of athing
Stinging very hard
Mmm...hah! Why?
Discouragement bends down
Disfloating that dazzling look
And eyes.. mmmh... Piercing through
Now it turns a white
The other side of a page
Indeed, a romantic version
The mirror displays.
poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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