Though my heart could be a mirror? <br />Then I can see my far away loved ones and some friends too. <br />This tantalizes threadbare heart worries all the time of the mysterious death that plays 'hide & seek'. <br />Never appear in the mirror or inform in friendly manner though it's closer. <br />The hooligan monster that comes as a stranger in odd hours <br />And he knocks at the door obliquely as an obligation from his superior hoity-toity. <br /> <br />*Ode for stillborn infants<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/objects-in-mirror-are-closer-than-they-appear/
