The man in my mirror

Before the foggy dawn merged into brood daylight

I stare at him eyeballs to eyeballs

He was holding his fears in his palm

adopted false smiles to his crinkled cheeks

he stood there with tattooed shoulder

the ones broken bottles and dreary past

drew to his chocolate skin

and his face could make Tony trouser

wet with pee.

When the sun reached its park

then smiles on forehead

making sweats gush out of albinos

I took two steps at a time

to check up on him in his world

He was there, clothed in despair

nursing hurtful love, bruises and scars

as he mend his broken bow with twiggy knuckles.

When the sun sank into the dark horizon

And wheezing wind took over the stage

When trees dances to breeze melody

giving night lovers perfect moisture

When the moon sets its fairy tents

and stars aligned up in the sky.

I open the curtains of his world

to see how he reacts to darkness

He was shivering like a sucky duck

wincing like a trapped rabbit

and broken like my Superman toy

He couldn't man up his sagging hopes

And fears to embark on a journey to his nightmares

I took a step closer and closer

Now I look him 1inch distance

He was masked by anguish and distress

A mask that seems like the one I wore

His black hair creates mutual feelings

his long thin legs were familiar too

Is he me? Am I him

I ponder as I keep staring at

the mystery man in my mirror..

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