Palas Kumar Ray - Unfriendly Mirror

I do not like to see your face.
So wrinkled! so withered! so worn!

Why don't you go colored?
Why you not let the dentist fill
those ugly black holes with white lies?

And the way you talk? Is awesome!
What you want me do with the past?
Is there no present for you? No future?

You talk only of the Suns those were set
long ago.Not of the Suns those will rise
tomorrow and many time thereafter?

You only count the days bygone?
Why hell you don't count
the days those will come?

I do not like to see your face again.
You make me feel so sick.

You make me feel
If we were friends
I must have also become old!






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Palas Kumar Ray

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