REFLECTIONS

Locked up in the mirrors of thoughts,
The reflections of which are very painful.
The extremes of vision view thoughts within thoughts
And further thoughts therein.
No substance and no life.
Mere imaginations and the abstracts alike....
Where was I...?
No, not even in the farthest mirror
The huge cluster of earths - the same ME
Was lost somewhere
In these dense forests of thoughts.

Reflections, reflections and only reflections
And I was nowhere to be seen.
The reflecting rays pierced the soul within
And came out lighting the glassy image in their way.
This taciturn flora of thoughts
Discovered the ephemeralism of life
Articulating to verbalize the unfelt touch
The images started fading away.

Spreading away their lives of lights
The images died.
Again new images with their infinite series of reflections
Filled up the void of emptiness created.
The reflections which entangle among themselves..
The reflections which are very hard to decipher..The reflections which are short-lived but are Eternal